Several years ago, I fell in love with this pattern and decided I HAD to knit it.

For yarn, I used a wonderfully soft no name alpaca that I had bought at fiber retreat in Wasilla, AK. It was so soft and buttery, and slid through my hands like silk. But when it was finished, I tried it on, wore it for a few minutes and realized that it was INSANELY ITCHY. And hot. If you weren't aware already, alpaca is very, very warm. Not what you want to make a sleeveless sweater out of. I kind of screwed up the neckline, and didn't like how the pattern finished up the armholes, but wasn't an experienced enough knitter to know how to do anything about it. So it sat in my closet for 2 years. Every once in a while, I would take it out, try it on, and remember "Oh, yeah, this thing itches like crazy!" Back in the closet it would go. I found it again a few days ago while in an organizational frenzy, and thought, I am not going to keep this thing when I never wear it. i almost threw it in the trash, but at the last minute decided to throw it in the washer and see how well it would felt. After felting it, I cut it up, sewed it together, needle felted a few flowers on and Voila! My new favorite bag:

I love it so much, and it was a super quick and easy project, whick makes me love it even more. I can totally see doing this to thrift store sweaters. I am thinking about adding some blanket stitch around the upper edge and handles, it depends on how much spare time (hah!) I have during the next week.
Tonight was the big Christmas program at church. In the program, I had a beautiful angel:

A handsome shepherd:

And a handsome king:

It took me a while to convince WD that he needed a spiffy moustache like his brother, and by the time we went over to get one, the selection had gotten a little sparse. I think he looks a little like a certain German dictator, but it was either that or a grey one that he was very much against. After all that work convincing him to get one, I wasn't going to say ANYTHING to make him back out of it.
The Plumber and I got a little bored while the kiddos were getting in costume, so I snagged that last moustache, and well....

Everyone brought cookies to church tonight to eat after the program. JR didn't want his moustache anymore, so I stuck it on Dinorino.

You can never have to much baby 'stache!