Willow’s first sock is growing a bit every day: one round of stitches that move, followed by two rounds of K3P2 ribbing. Rinse and repeat. The yarn would probably not be splitty if I were working plain stockinette, but with the 1x1 cables I am having to slow down a little to make sure I’ve scooped everything up before proceeding. I am wondering if I would like the pattern even better if I reversed the direction of the cables. I am not sufficiently curious that I want to rip out two inches of pattern on size 00 needles in order to find out.
I get to leave for work about an hour later than I usually do, because I am picking up a certified police report before heading to Dallas. My attorney is working remotely today, so he will not be spazzing about it.
He took us to lunch yesterday because it was his paralegal’s birthday (she is my best friend at work). We emulated the pioneer children and walked and walked and walked and walked to the West End. Y-O Ranch, where I had the salmon salad, half of it for lunch and the other half at 5:00 after I’d shut down the business applications at my workstation and was reading knitting blogs before heading to Knit Night.
Seriously yummy food. And the comparatively pitiful salad which I took to work is still in the fridge, waiting for lunch today, so I won’t have to pack anything. Woohoo!
Time to grab the gym bag and get moving. It will be nice to have a leisurely workout and not have to deal with rush hour.
Tonight is the regular monthly singles’ session for temple service. I am taking the new guy some old plastic terra cotta colored pots and the George Foreman grill, which I have not used once since moving to the duplex. [Which means I will still have visitation rights, at least for the foreseeable future.]
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!