I am experiencing knitting withdrawal. The urge to cast something--ANYTHING--on to my favorite pair of size 8 Lantern Moons is overwhelming. It crossed my mind at about 4 a.m. that the closest wool could be found in a sweater at my local 24 hour WalMart. If I found the perfect color, I could unravel it, knit two or three strands together, and make something. I might even settle for a wool blend...socks, maybe.

Size 8 needles + wool = slipper socks...

Ironic how the holidays get in the way of holiday knitting.