The great ham caper

So, a friend emailed a month ago to find out if we wanted in on a Virgina Country ham. What a loaded question. So arrangements were made and it was decided that the ham would be shipped to my shop. It was. What I failed to remember is that we were going to be out of town when it got there. Luckily Auban (Hi Aubbie!) was there and gave us a call. The UPS person thought that the ham might have been floating around since Xmas and that we might want to refuse it!! NOOOOO. Give me that ham.

So, we soaked it for 2 days and then cooked the puppie (I mean pig) up



Wooo hooo was that one salty little morsel. Then again, what do *I* know from ham. Never tasted it until I was 18 years old.



Ok, so Mr. Yarn tried to divide the sucker up for the participants to take home. His saw failed him.



We had a great time. Thanks to all that were there (do you really read this blog? That still blows me away).

Ok on to knitting...

I am about to felt Tim's clog. I am scared. I can't do this again and I already see that one looks bigger than the other. Damn.



I also have to block my sweater today. Here it is unblocked



Oh yeah...



and dishes