We are celebrating our Thanksgiving on Sunday, so I am cross training today:
Hey, it's a holiday. 20 minutes is enough.
Baby Monkeys in Sheepaints "Cinderella" from The Loopy Ewe. I don't know why I knit so tightly that I need 64 stitches for socks to fit 2- and 3-year-olds. But 64 stitches means Monkeys.
Note: Today's photos are all in Flickr so you can click to biggify.
I am still feeling sad about the death of my Walther piece, so it's been hard to get motivated on the next project. I told Paul that I hate writing music and am going to drop out of school. He said, "You should finish what you start" and went off to be on call for 36 hours, so I can't argue with him.
I need red socks for the holidays.
Yes, friends, Christmas is coming, and the elves have been dropping a few things off at my door.
It's time to put the edging on Wiggles and Waves.
STR Gingerbread Dude
Just because there's no turkey in the oven doesn't mean I can't cook something else. I've started sourdough bread and apple pie to take down to the call room to surprise Paul. OK, it might take more than 20 minutes to get a pie into the oven.
We haven't decided whether to eat the cafeteria's Thanksgiving offering or have me pick something up. But on the way back I'm definitely stopping by the storage unit to pick up the Christmas tree.