I ceased the mad snow-bunny-knitting when, at about 10:30am, I finally admitted I was going to see an old friend at 3pm, and that I needed to have a house warming gift. Not knowing what colours her new kitchen is, I dug out the brightest, least-likely-to-coordinate cotton yarn, and spent the rest of my Sunday cranking out dishcloths.
At about 2:30, she called to report a basement flood and some serious rooting (don't say anything, Julian), so the visit was postponed. This allowed me time to weave in ends with less stress, and even some time to stop for tea and cookies. My daughter took an ordinary box and transformed it into a cute gift basket, and when they called after dinner to report that their basement was once again safe for all sorts of flushing action, we all hurried over to ooooh, ahhhh at the new house and deliver the gifties.
Ugh. Today I need to study. Who knows when the snow bunny socks will be finished.
3 comments:
I wanna boss Julian around, too!
Julian, stand on one foot. Now hop. Say, "Ooga booga!"
rlnpbmw!
Ooh. BMW...
your socks are beautiful!
Thank you! I'm looking forward to wearing them. :)
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