I was thinking. If I can't tell you all about what I'm up to, I can at least give you a few tastes. See.
I'm a one woman sweat shop with zero direction. Every year I find myself thinking I'm ahead of the game, casting on socks for myself on December 20, only to be found knitting, blocking or felting furiously at 8pm on Christmas Eve.
What you're looking at tonight are glimpses of the works in progress (yeah, none of them are actually complete)
And, I figure post Holiday gifting, I'll tell you more about them.
The Tall Guy's parents left this evening and we had a really nice time with them. We checked out the Newseum (very interesting) and today we hit Mount Vernon, which I hadn't been to since I was about 7.
In the meantime, the temps are dropping in DC, so I'm thinking I may need to keep knitting reinforcements for my sock drawer!!!