That was an unexpected, but by no means unwelcome, week off. I'm getting dangerously used to sleeping in however. Monday will be a harsh wake up call.
In the meantime, lots of knitting occured and my dodgy elbow is not thanking me for it. I've got half a pair of fingerless gloves done.
A 3 year old scarfly work in progress completed--woo! (Poor Grant, I made him stand outside in the cold for this shot)
And a new blue hat for wearing jauntily.
This may be my very favorite yarn/hat combination ever. Thank you, Knit Picks, for your City Tweed.
Yesterday was pretty quiet. Fortunately the roads opened up to my satisfaction the day before and I could get to the shops for the holiday necessaries. I just couldn't get excited about enchiladas for Thanksgiving though I love them any other time. We had eggnog lattes and fresh scones for brekkie. I don't remember lunch at all. Maybe it was nap time. My sister came over in the evening and we all ate heartily then watched Janeane Garofalo on video. Nice.