My flight leaves at 5:50 in the morning, pity me for the hour, but not for the trip back to North Carolina to see relatives and friends. I have GoatGuy's scarf all knit and blocking, it's folded double in the picture, to give to him when I see him. Even knit his initial, "H", into the last square. (Come on now, you didn't think his name was really GoatGuy, did you?) I have my knitting bag packed with three small projects: #1 finish off Brother-in-law the Wiser's Expando Sox; #2 GuiGirl's red fingerless mitts with shiny red beads to go on the cuff ruffles. #3 (and a big maybe) The sock blank I died to make another pair of fingerless mitts for a friend with a late November birthday.
And I'll probably have SEX while I'm gone too! I'm planning to hit the Southeastern Animal Fiber Fair Sunday morning while the Parents are at church. (Each of us should worship in his or her own way.)S.E.X. = Stash Enhancing eXpedition, such a titillating acronym.
