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Okay, so here's the deal. This is my first Christmas knitting and as a result, my first Christmas gifting knitting.

I've finished 4 sets of clogs for all the kids and I'm working on a scarf for my, um, my, what-do-I-call-her? - my partner's ex-wife (okay, that's your first assignment...what do I call her...and be careful, we have a great relationship!)

Anyway, I digress (as usual)

So, I've done the math and unless I knit 17 1/2 hours a day between now and Christmas morning, the scarf is not going to be completed.

What are some creative ways that you way-above-average creative guys have communicated an unfinished gift?

Thanks in advance,
Rick

finally got around to taking some pictures - these have actually been done a while.

It's a good thing though, that I knit better then I take photos.

Christmas Stocking - Wool of the Andes (Knitpick) - on size US 10 needles - felted.

Tricorn Hat - likewise felted - Lopi

Everything interesting seems to have a story to go along with it. The story of how I got started knitting is how I will make my introduction.

Two years ago I found her laugh and quirky idiosyncrasies endearing. She could light up a room, and always caught my attention when she was around. The forces of nature and gravity between two objects brought the two of us together. A rather exciting relationship began only months before Christmas. With the Holiday season quickly running up on me I decided that I would knit a stocking and fill it with affordable gifts.

Who knew circular needles came in different lengths? Not me. I got this 2 1/2 foot long needle home and realized I had made a terrible mistake. What would you do? Return the needle for a shorter, more manageable length? Hell no! The part connecting the two ends was plastic. Plastic, luck on my side, melts, and is fairly easy to cut. So, with the help of a Leatherman, a box of matches, and a little duct tape (to smooth it all out) a shorter needle was born. It's a keepsake that I will have a picture of to share soon enough.

The top of this stocking was flawless, the tube was a work of art, but the turn didn't exist. No, it wasn't bad, it just didn't exist because I was working with limited knowledge (for example, see above). My disappointment was probably worth a prescription for Zoloft. Rather than dwell I reached deep into my bag of tricks and went to the fabric store, bought some fleece, and cut out a shape that would later become the foot. I sewed it all together using a twist-tie from a bread bag and presented the miracle to the girl.

........I love you and you know why!!!

And yes, I had to do it in public.

........I love you and you know why!!!

And yes, I had to do it in public.