Neil Gaiman needs a coffee.

So, as you all have heard over, and over, and over, I am a huge Neil Gaiman fan. I’d say Mr. Gaiman and Mr. Paul Auster are my two favorite writers ever. I can’t place one in front of the other, because it really depends on what mood I’m in. Sulky introspective too smart for her own good college student with an amazing lack of social skills? Paul Auster. Happy, chipper, dye my hair pink and wear lime green rain boots even when there is no rain? Neil Gaiman.
I obsessively follow his blog and saw a post where he mentioned that there was a coffee named after him. Then began the discussion on his blog and twitter page about what Neil Gaiman coffee should be. I wrote him and said I would love for Strange Brew to make a Neil Gaiman coffee. Heck, we have Rage Against the Bean, Frank Sumatra, and I’ve done my Paul Auster Macchiato. I even used to make a Delirium late based on something K. said when she worked here. Mr. Gaiman, being awesome, wrote me back right away and said to whip something up and send him the pictures!
Here is the journey towards the Neil Gaiman Latte.
First, I thought a lot about it. With his books, I always seem to get totally lost in the story. When I first read Neverwhere there were times that I would look up and have to remember that I was not Richard, lost in a strange world in London with a girl named Door, but I was at home with a cat demanding my attention and a dog that had to go outside and pee. He has the ability to make you completely lose yourself in a story, which can be a little scary. What if you forget how to come back? Will you just wander the pages forever while your body just sits there with a little smile on its face staring at the pages? Have their been cases of people slipping into what were thought to be comas, but are really people who were in Neil Gaimans world and didn’t want to leave?
Or would you disapear, leaving only a copy of Fragile Things on a park bench somewhere?

Right. Coffee. Sorry, distractions and sleep deprevation abound today. My point is, I wanted a coffee that made you forget your worries for a couple of minutes. Something warm and smoky, that would give you the urge to curl up with a good book.

Based on my Auster Macchiato, I decided to use Cacao Beans (raw chocolate). Not only is it a bit of an extra caffeine boost for the nocturnal writer, when ground and mixed with espresso, it adds a rich depth that just makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside.

I poured that shot, and decided to mix it with chocolate, honey, and soy milk. Honey, because I believe I’ve seen mention on his blog about keeping bees. I used local honey, from the comb. Which for some reason, looked a bit cloudy in real life, compared to how clear it looks here.
My first attempt, was the cacao bean with espresso, poured with a really nice creama, in soy milk, honey, and chocolate.
It was really good, but almost too sweet. The chocolate, even though it was a very little bit, overpowered the other flavors. The soy milk took away from what I wanted as well. Once again, it was too much flavor, and took away from the honey, which, while I didn’t want it to be a dominant flavor, I wanted to be aware that it was there while drinking.
Attempt number 2 was much closer to what I was going for. Again with the cacao and espresso, and I also tried a pinch of raw sugar in the grind as well. Whole milk this time, and honey of course, with a little hint of cinnamon.
Very, very close. The honey and cinnamon went very well together, but the raw sugar in the espresso didn’t do what I wanted it to. After Dan took a couple of sips, he agreed with me, and suggested to use the raw sugar on the edge of the latte. He also suggested that I drizzle the honey on top, along with the raw sugar, instead of mixing it in with the actual milk.

Attempt number 3 was perfect! Cacao bean, espresso, cinnamon sprinkled on the inside of the cup, espresso poured on the bottom, then whole milk, honey and raw sugar on top!


With the first sip, you immediately get the hints of sweet. The honey mixes with the milk, sugar, and cinnamon. The espresso follows immediately after, giving a nice, rich smoky taste to balance out the sweet honey and sugar.


You can see the edges of the glass here, where the honey and raw sugar mixed and almost caramelized. Almost like cracking into a creme brule when you drink it!


The cinnamon sprinkled inside the glass ensures that it mixes, and doesn’t just clump up on top of your drink.


I was very excited to sample! I think this may be my new daily drink!


Sergio, one of our regulars, gave it a try. He’s from Italy, and he liked it. So if the Italian guy likes your coffee, you know it’s good! In fact, Sergio liked it so much that he got a second one!


Dan of course got to drink it too!


One of our customers Amanda, gives it a try!


After all the caffeine, we were a bit hyper, and Dan attempted to make a Dream Helm latte. It didn’t work out for him 😉

Everyone who tried it loved it, and we’re going to put one on the menu. If you’re not going to be near Greenwood, IN, anytime soon, let me recap how to make one at home. (for those of you who didn’t keep up, and are just looking at the pretty pictures)

The Neil Gaiman Latte

Take 1 Cacao Bean per shot, grind with your espresso
Pull shot, should take between 18-22 seconds to pull.
While your shot is pulling, steam some whole milk to 140. Your milk should spin, leaving you with a nice, glassy sheen on top.
Sprinkle cinnamon into your cup, then pour your shot into cup.
Add milk, attempting a little leaf art if you’re so inclined.
Drizzle about 1 tsp of honey around the edge of your latte, followed by a half packet of Raw Sugar.

Enjoy while curled up on the couch with a copy of The Graveyard Book, Sandman, or Anansi Boys. Once the caffeine kicks in, stay up all night writing or painting your house. Whichever.

Neil Gaiman needs a coffee.

So, as you all have heard over, and over, and over, I am a huge Neil Gaiman fan. I’d say Mr. Gaiman and Mr. Paul Auster are my two favorite writers ever. I can’t place one in front of the other, because it really depends on what mood I’m in. Sulky introspective too smart for her own good college student with an amazing lack of social skills? Paul Auster. Happy, chipper, dye my hair pink and wear lime green rain boots even when there is no rain? Neil Gaiman.
I obsessively follow his blog and saw a post where he mentioned that there was a coffee named after him. Then began the discussion on his blog and twitter page about what Neil Gaiman coffee should be. I wrote him and said I would love for Strange Brew to make a Neil Gaiman coffee. Heck, we have Rage Against the Bean, Frank Sumatra, and I’ve done my Paul Auster Macchiato. I even used to make a Delirium late based on something K. said when she worked here. Mr. Gaiman, being awesome, wrote me back right away and said to whip something up and send him the pictures!
Here is the journey towards the Neil Gaiman Latte.
First, I thought a lot about it. With his books, I always seem to get totally lost in the story. When I first read Neverwhere there were times that I would look up and have to remember that I was not Richard, lost in a strange world in London with a girl named Door, but I was at home with a cat demanding my attention and a dog that had to go outside and pee. He has the ability to make you completely lose yourself in a story, which can be a little scary. What if you forget how to come back? Will you just wander the pages forever while your body just sits there with a little smile on its face staring at the pages? Have their been cases of people slipping into what were thought to be comas, but are really people who were in Neil Gaimans world and didn’t want to leave?
Or would you disapear, leaving only a copy of Fragile Things on a park bench somewhere?

Right. Coffee. Sorry, distractions and sleep deprevation abound today. My point is, I wanted a coffee that made you forget your worries for a couple of minutes. Something warm and smoky, that would give you the urge to curl up with a good book.

Based on my Auster Macchiato, I decided to use Cacao Beans (raw chocolate). Not only is it a bit of an extra caffeine boost for the nocturnal writer, when ground and mixed with espresso, it adds a rich depth that just makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside.

I poured that shot, and decided to mix it with chocolate, honey, and soy milk. Honey, because I believe I’ve seen mention on his blog about keeping bees. I used local honey, from the comb. Which for some reason, looked a bit cloudy in real life, compared to how clear it looks here.
My first attempt, was the cacao bean with espresso, poured with a really nice creama, in soy milk, honey, and chocolate.
It was really good, but almost too sweet. The chocolate, even though it was a very little bit, overpowered the other flavors. The soy milk took away from what I wanted as well. Once again, it was too much flavor, and took away from the honey, which, while I didn’t want it to be a dominant flavor, I wanted to be aware that it was there while drinking.
Attempt number 2 was much closer to what I was going for. Again with the cacao and espresso, and I also tried a pinch of raw sugar in the grind as well. Whole milk this time, and honey of course, with a little hint of cinnamon.
Very, very close. The honey and cinnamon went very well together, but the raw sugar in the espresso didn’t do what I wanted it to. After Dan took a couple of sips, he agreed with me, and suggested to use the raw sugar on the edge of the latte. He also suggested that I drizzle the honey on top, along with the raw sugar, instead of mixing it in with the actual milk.

Attempt number 3 was perfect! Cacao bean, espresso, cinnamon sprinkled on the inside of the cup, espresso poured on the bottom, then whole milk, honey and raw sugar on top!


With the first sip, you immediately get the hints of sweet. The honey mixes with the milk, sugar, and cinnamon. The espresso follows immediately after, giving a nice, rich smoky taste to balance out the sweet honey and sugar.


You can see the edges of the glass here, where the honey and raw sugar mixed and almost caramelized. Almost like cracking into a creme brule when you drink it!


The cinnamon sprinkled inside the glass ensures that it mixes, and doesn’t just clump up on top of your drink.


I was very excited to sample! I think this may be my new daily drink!


Sergio, one of our regulars, gave it a try. He’s from Italy, and he liked it. So if the Italian guy likes your coffee, you know it’s good! In fact, Sergio liked it so much that he got a second one!


Dan of course got to drink it too!


One of our customers Amanda, gives it a try!


After all the caffeine, we were a bit hyper, and Dan attempted to make a Dream Helm latte. It didn’t work out for him 😉

Everyone who tried it loved it, and we’re going to put one on the menu. If you’re not going to be near Greenwood, IN, anytime soon, let me recap how to make one at home. (for those of you who didn’t keep up, and are just looking at the pretty pictures)

The Neil Gaiman Latte

Take 1 Cacao Bean per shot, grind with your espresso
Pull shot, should take between 18-22 seconds to pull.
While your shot is pulling, steam some whole milk to 140. Your milk should spin, leaving you with a nice, glassy sheen on top.
Sprinkle cinnamon into your cup, then pour your shot into cup.
Add milk, attempting a little leaf art if you’re so inclined.
Drizzle about 1 tsp of honey around the edge of your latte, followed by a half packet of Raw Sugar.

Enjoy while curled up on the couch with a copy of The Graveyard Book, Sandman, or Anansi Boys. Once the caffeine kicks in, stay up all night writing or painting your house. Whichever.

North Carolina here I *don’t* come!

Well boo effing hiss.

After the awesome shoulder incident the other night, I’ve been kind of babying my left side. Unfortunately, with my job, it’s not an easy thing to do. Believe it or not, working an espresso bar is an amazing strain on the arms and shoulders. After a couple practices, it was pretty clear that my shoulder was going to be an issue this weekend. That shoulder has become much weaker than my right shoulder. When you have a severe AC separation, like I got in season 1, and don’t do the corrective surgery, the tendons and muscles don’t snap back the way they should to hold everything in place. Which makes it easier for it to come out again, and again, and again.
So my goal over the next couple of weeks is lots of shoulder PT, to try and build the surrounding muscles up as much as possible, making it harder for it to come out of socket again. Until then, I can’t take severe impact on my shoulder for another week or so, because it’s so weak right now, it’s just going to come out again. Hence, if I go to North Carolina, I’m going to hurt it even worse, and run the risk of not being able to play in March.
Obviously, I’m going to choose playing on the home court in March.
This is pretty upsetting to me though. I’ve skating for this team since the beginning, and I have never, ever missed a game. I’ve skated with jacked knees, shoulder… and I’ve always toughed it out. If this were a home game, I would probably risk it. I just don’t want to go all that distance, have my shoulder go out within a couple of jams, and be stuck hours away from home.

The bad part of all of this is we are down so many of our top skaters for this bout. We booked it as a learning experience, since NC is ranked so much higher than we are, but with our roster depleted to 7 Sirens at the moment that can go… it’s looking kind of grim! The other unfortunate thing is that NC is not letting us sub alternates within 2 weeks of the bout. We’re pleading our case with them at the moment, because 7 skaters.. if someone gets hurt, game over!

Edit: As expected, we just got the word from NC, they are going to be cool, and let us bring additional skaters!

Anyway, I’m missing my first bout ever, and I’m extremely sad about it.

North Carolina here I *don’t* come!

Well boo effing hiss.

After the awesome shoulder incident the other night, I’ve been kind of babying my left side. Unfortunately, with my job, it’s not an easy thing to do. Believe it or not, working an espresso bar is an amazing strain on the arms and shoulders. After a couple practices, it was pretty clear that my shoulder was going to be an issue this weekend. That shoulder has become much weaker than my right shoulder. When you have a severe AC separation, like I got in season 1, and don’t do the corrective surgery, the tendons and muscles don’t snap back the way they should to hold everything in place. Which makes it easier for it to come out again, and again, and again.
So my goal over the next couple of weeks is lots of shoulder PT, to try and build the surrounding muscles up as much as possible, making it harder for it to come out of socket again. Until then, I can’t take severe impact on my shoulder for another week or so, because it’s so weak right now, it’s just going to come out again. Hence, if I go to North Carolina, I’m going to hurt it even worse, and run the risk of not being able to play in March.
Obviously, I’m going to choose playing on the home court in March.
This is pretty upsetting to me though. I’ve skating for this team since the beginning, and I have never, ever missed a game. I’ve skated with jacked knees, shoulder… and I’ve always toughed it out. If this were a home game, I would probably risk it. I just don’t want to go all that distance, have my shoulder go out within a couple of jams, and be stuck hours away from home.

The bad part of all of this is we are down so many of our top skaters for this bout. We booked it as a learning experience, since NC is ranked so much higher than we are, but with our roster depleted to 7 Sirens at the moment that can go… it’s looking kind of grim! The other unfortunate thing is that NC is not letting us sub alternates within 2 weeks of the bout. We’re pleading our case with them at the moment, because 7 skaters.. if someone gets hurt, game over!

Edit: As expected, we just got the word from NC, they are going to be cool, and let us bring additional skaters!

Anyway, I’m missing my first bout ever, and I’m extremely sad about it.

North Carolina here I *don’t* come!

Well boo effing hiss.

After the awesome shoulder incident the other night, I’ve been kind of babying my left side. Unfortunately, with my job, it’s not an easy thing to do. Believe it or not, working an espresso bar is an amazing strain on the arms and shoulders. After a couple practices, it was pretty clear that my shoulder was going to be an issue this weekend. That shoulder has become much weaker than my right shoulder. When you have a severe AC separation, like I got in season 1, and don’t do the corrective surgery, the tendons and muscles don’t snap back the way they should to hold everything in place. Which makes it easier for it to come out again, and again, and again.
So my goal over the next couple of weeks is lots of shoulder PT, to try and build the surrounding muscles up as much as possible, making it harder for it to come out of socket again. Until then, I can’t take severe impact on my shoulder for another week or so, because it’s so weak right now, it’s just going to come out again. Hence, if I go to North Carolina, I’m going to hurt it even worse, and run the risk of not being able to play in March.
Obviously, I’m going to choose playing on the home court in March.
This is pretty upsetting to me though. I’ve skating for this team since the beginning, and I have never, ever missed a game. I’ve skated with jacked knees, shoulder… and I’ve always toughed it out. If this were a home game, I would probably risk it. I just don’t want to go all that distance, have my shoulder go out within a couple of jams, and be stuck hours away from home.

The bad part of all of this is we are down so many of our top skaters for this bout. We booked it as a learning experience, since NC is ranked so much higher than we are, but with our roster depleted to 7 Sirens at the moment that can go… it’s looking kind of grim! The other unfortunate thing is that NC is not letting us sub alternates within 2 weeks of the bout. We’re pleading our case with them at the moment, because 7 skaters.. if someone gets hurt, game over!

Edit: As expected, we just got the word from NC, they are going to be cool, and let us bring additional skaters!

Anyway, I’m missing my first bout ever, and I’m extremely sad about it.

What Sassy Ate Today (and why it’s Ernie’s Fault)


1 tablecloth
1 crochet place mat (used on the show, Uncommon Threads)
1 skein of Blue Sky Alpaca Organic Cotton, black

We don’t kennel Sassy Burrito, as I’ve mentioned before. We’re simply gone way too much for it to be fair to the dog. Ernie is pretty well behaved, and does not require the kennel.
Note that I said “pretty” well behaved.
What we do instead, is section off a very large part of our living room for the dogs. We barricade them from the floor to ceiling book shelves, as I’m convinced that Sassy would eat the books if given a chance. We also keep her away from dangerous items that stupid Sassy might find appealing. Such as, the fireplace, any plug outlets with wires plugged into them, the paper shredder, and the trunk that we store the PS2 and games in.
We also have what we like to call, “the ghetto baby gate” that blocks the living room from the rest of the house. Instead of a real baby gate, we use a suitcase, and a lid from a large rubber maid container.
Ernie, being very clever, knows how to get in and out of this gate, but he normally has no desire to. If we were to go in the other room, and cook dinner, or do anything that he might find remotely of interest to him, he simply uses his paw, and slides the rubber maid lid over, releasing himself (and of course Sassy) into the house. It’s never been an issue, because he has never, ever done this unless we were at home.
“Has never done” being the operative words here of course.
We came home the other day, and instead of being greeted at the door by 2 happy puppies, Ernie immediately shoved his way past us to go outside, and Sassy kind of wiggled at us, lay flat on the floor and hid her nose under her paws.
I didn’t think anything of it, until I turned the corner, and realized that Ernie had shoved the tupper ware lid aside. Ernie had probably just been bored, or he heard the cats fighting. He likes to break up the cats when they’re fighting. His Corgi side kicks in and he herds one of them into a corner. Unfortunately, when Ernie did this, he unleashed Sassy Burrito, unsupervised, onto the rest of the house. She apparently pulled the tablecloth off the table, ate a corner, moved onto the place mat which apparently tasted much better, than hit my yarn room, pulling drawers out of shelves, yarn out of bags, before settling on chewing my organic cotton. I refuse to discuss the cat box. She got into it, it was gross.
I was pretty convinced that this would finally mean that we got a real baby gate, but no, now we use 2 suitcases.

Thanks Ernie. I thought you were the good one.

What Sassy Ate Today (and why it’s Ernie’s Fault)


1 tablecloth
1 crochet place mat (used on the show, Uncommon Threads)
1 skein of Blue Sky Alpaca Organic Cotton, black

We don’t kennel Sassy Burrito, as I’ve mentioned before. We’re simply gone way too much for it to be fair to the dog. Ernie is pretty well behaved, and does not require the kennel.
Note that I said “pretty” well behaved.
What we do instead, is section off a very large part of our living room for the dogs. We barricade them from the floor to ceiling book shelves, as I’m convinced that Sassy would eat the books if given a chance. We also keep her away from dangerous items that stupid Sassy might find appealing. Such as, the fireplace, any plug outlets with wires plugged into them, the paper shredder, and the trunk that we store the PS2 and games in.
We also have what we like to call, “the ghetto baby gate” that blocks the living room from the rest of the house. Instead of a real baby gate, we use a suitcase, and a lid from a large rubber maid container.
Ernie, being very clever, knows how to get in and out of this gate, but he normally has no desire to. If we were to go in the other room, and cook dinner, or do anything that he might find remotely of interest to him, he simply uses his paw, and slides the rubber maid lid over, releasing himself (and of course Sassy) into the house. It’s never been an issue, because he has never, ever done this unless we were at home.
“Has never done” being the operative words here of course.
We came home the other day, and instead of being greeted at the door by 2 happy puppies, Ernie immediately shoved his way past us to go outside, and Sassy kind of wiggled at us, lay flat on the floor and hid her nose under her paws.
I didn’t think anything of it, until I turned the corner, and realized that Ernie had shoved the tupper ware lid aside. Ernie had probably just been bored, or he heard the cats fighting. He likes to break up the cats when they’re fighting. His Corgi side kicks in and he herds one of them into a corner. Unfortunately, when Ernie did this, he unleashed Sassy Burrito, unsupervised, onto the rest of the house. She apparently pulled the tablecloth off the table, ate a corner, moved onto the place mat which apparently tasted much better, than hit my yarn room, pulling drawers out of shelves, yarn out of bags, before settling on chewing my organic cotton. I refuse to discuss the cat box. She got into it, it was gross.
I was pretty convinced that this would finally mean that we got a real baby gate, but no, now we use 2 suitcases.

Thanks Ernie. I thought you were the good one.

What Sassy Ate Today (and why it’s Ernie’s Fault)


1 tablecloth
1 crochet place mat (used on the show, Uncommon Threads)
1 skein of Blue Sky Alpaca Organic Cotton, black

We don’t kennel Sassy Burrito, as I’ve mentioned before. We’re simply gone way too much for it to be fair to the dog. Ernie is pretty well behaved, and does not require the kennel.
Note that I said “pretty” well behaved.
What we do instead, is section off a very large part of our living room for the dogs. We barricade them from the floor to ceiling book shelves, as I’m convinced that Sassy would eat the books if given a chance. We also keep her away from dangerous items that stupid Sassy might find appealing. Such as, the fireplace, any plug outlets with wires plugged into them, the paper shredder, and the trunk that we store the PS2 and games in.
We also have what we like to call, “the ghetto baby gate” that blocks the living room from the rest of the house. Instead of a real baby gate, we use a suitcase, and a lid from a large rubber maid container.
Ernie, being very clever, knows how to get in and out of this gate, but he normally has no desire to. If we were to go in the other room, and cook dinner, or do anything that he might find remotely of interest to him, he simply uses his paw, and slides the rubber maid lid over, releasing himself (and of course Sassy) into the house. It’s never been an issue, because he has never, ever done this unless we were at home.
“Has never done” being the operative words here of course.
We came home the other day, and instead of being greeted at the door by 2 happy puppies, Ernie immediately shoved his way past us to go outside, and Sassy kind of wiggled at us, lay flat on the floor and hid her nose under her paws.
I didn’t think anything of it, until I turned the corner, and realized that Ernie had shoved the tupper ware lid aside. Ernie had probably just been bored, or he heard the cats fighting. He likes to break up the cats when they’re fighting. His Corgi side kicks in and he herds one of them into a corner. Unfortunately, when Ernie did this, he unleashed Sassy Burrito, unsupervised, onto the rest of the house. She apparently pulled the tablecloth off the table, ate a corner, moved onto the place mat which apparently tasted much better, than hit my yarn room, pulling drawers out of shelves, yarn out of bags, before settling on chewing my organic cotton. I refuse to discuss the cat box. She got into it, it was gross.
I was pretty convinced that this would finally mean that we got a real baby gate, but no, now we use 2 suitcases.

Thanks Ernie. I thought you were the good one.

Trying to type without a pinky is hard.

More on the finger issue:
We were doing a round of 4, 2 minute scrimmages. I was having a great time blocking. It was hurting my shoulder like crazy, but I was still doing a good job. At one point, I felt a sharp pain in my hand, but didn’t really stop and pay attention to it. I never fell, so it must have just whacked on someone’s wrist guard.
After our round, we went over for a leg workout (we would scrimmage, then work out while belles scrimmage, then switch) when I looked down at my hand, which was now really starting to hurt, and saw that there was this huge bump right in front of my bottom knuckle. I showed it to Fin, who’s currently nursing a broken finger herself, and she agreed that it was broken. She taped it up for me, but taping that part of the finger is really hard. It started swelling like crazy, but before the swelling got too awful, I could sort of… eh, look away if you get sick easy, grab the little bone in my pinky and move it around. Sort of, push it from side to side and see the end of it moving, and feel it moving. It really hurt to do that, so I quit. 😉
I kept scrimmaging, but by the end of the night I was in some real pain. Once that adrenaline fades, things start to hurt even more.
Here’s what it looks like now. This is a blurry, horrid picture, but it’s really hard to take a picture of your own hand.
You can see some of the bruising, but the black and blue doesn’t really translate very well in the photo. It looks worse than that!
It’s not too bad right now. It hurts like screaming oh my god paiiiinnn if I touch it, and touching the middle knuckle hurts really bad for some reason.
Eh, it’s a bone. It grows back right?
The lucky thing is, I just made these really cute gloves, and I can’t tell you how GOOD they feel to wear, over the broken pinky. Putting them on hurts pretty bad, but once they’re on.. mmm, bliss.
The yarn is Plymouth Galway, a nice, not too expensive wool. I found the pattern off ravelry, and modified the fingers a bit. The experienced knitter can probably spot my mistake in this pic;)
I’m going to make another set, when I have time, but I’m going to replace the cables on the bottom with the slanting rib/fake cables I used for the “Know Your Buddy Wrist Cuffs”. This cable is kind of tight, and I’m remembering the one on the wrist cuffs being snug, but still stretchy.
Here’s the pic of one of my gloves:

Okay, typing is hurting, so I’m off.

Trying to type without a pinky is hard.

More on the finger issue:
We were doing a round of 4, 2 minute scrimmages. I was having a great time blocking. It was hurting my shoulder like crazy, but I was still doing a good job. At one point, I felt a sharp pain in my hand, but didn’t really stop and pay attention to it. I never fell, so it must have just whacked on someone’s wrist guard.
After our round, we went over for a leg workout (we would scrimmage, then work out while belles scrimmage, then switch) when I looked down at my hand, which was now really starting to hurt, and saw that there was this huge bump right in front of my bottom knuckle. I showed it to Fin, who’s currently nursing a broken finger herself, and she agreed that it was broken. She taped it up for me, but taping that part of the finger is really hard. It started swelling like crazy, but before the swelling got too awful, I could sort of… eh, look away if you get sick easy, grab the little bone in my pinky and move it around. Sort of, push it from side to side and see the end of it moving, and feel it moving. It really hurt to do that, so I quit. 😉
I kept scrimmaging, but by the end of the night I was in some real pain. Once that adrenaline fades, things start to hurt even more.
Here’s what it looks like now. This is a blurry, horrid picture, but it’s really hard to take a picture of your own hand.
You can see some of the bruising, but the black and blue doesn’t really translate very well in the photo. It looks worse than that!
It’s not too bad right now. It hurts like screaming oh my god paiiiinnn if I touch it, and touching the middle knuckle hurts really bad for some reason.
Eh, it’s a bone. It grows back right?
The lucky thing is, I just made these really cute gloves, and I can’t tell you how GOOD they feel to wear, over the broken pinky. Putting them on hurts pretty bad, but once they’re on.. mmm, bliss.
The yarn is Plymouth Galway, a nice, not too expensive wool. I found the pattern off ravelry, and modified the fingers a bit. The experienced knitter can probably spot my mistake in this pic;)
I’m going to make another set, when I have time, but I’m going to replace the cables on the bottom with the slanting rib/fake cables I used for the “Know Your Buddy Wrist Cuffs”. This cable is kind of tight, and I’m remembering the one on the wrist cuffs being snug, but still stretchy.
Here’s the pic of one of my gloves:

Okay, typing is hurting, so I’m off.