I give this post that paticular name because it is known to be quite terrible at work on Tuesdays. tis the day for a plethora of c/s beyond one's imagination to occur. I however am not at work today. Well, I had to go in a couple of hours for a class but I avoided the whole frenzy of deliveries like the bubonic plague.
I cleaned the hall closet today and piddled around with a little bit of knitting and did some laundry. Do I know how to live large or what?
I thought I had a picture of the ribble sock that I had finished (working on numbr 2 now) but it does not appear that I do and sock is upstairs and I am downstairs and I am in the process of putting a hurting on a pitcher of pina coladas (even though my husband says I am irresponsible with the blender. Long story). I do have a picture of the finished knitting of my parisian tote. I am presently sewing the handles on and have yet to put in the lining. I know Susan (the author of the pattern is anxious to see the finished project).