Here’s what I’ve been working on lately (though I can’t take much credit for the afghan as a friend helped with the majority of it). The main body of the Showy Shrug is done, but now I have to add all the ribbing that will go around the edges. This is the project that has caused my love/hate relationship with knitting; I love it when it’s going well, but I hate frogging it over and over. This yarn, Lion Brand Mystery, is horrid to fix because of the super-bulky areas of color. But I do love the effect! On the bright side, I’ve become extremely adept at UN-knitting. I need to pace myself, though, as I don’t want to finish these at the same time and then have nothing to work on! (Gasp!)Life really does begin after 45, it seems.
And if you want the proof, here’s a recent report from the Journal of Advanced Nursing, in which researchers from the College of Nursing at Arizona State University measured the stress levels and personality traits of 299 women of various ages.
What they found is encouraging:
I was thoroughly confused because it calls for reverse stockinette stitch, so apparently the purl side is the “RS” and the knit side is the “WS.”
So now I have to frog it all the way back to the sleeves, which really ticks me off because I’ve tried so hard to follow this danged pattern carefully. I should have asked more questions.
Oh, well. Live knit and learn.
This is Cali, our 14-year-old calico. I’ve posted photos of her before, but I love this one. She knows my attention is at the keyboard, so that’s where she decides to lay. She also does this when I’m trying to knit. She’s too old to worry about the ball of yarn; instead she just lays on my lap and watches the yarn move past her feet. I know lots of people aren’t “cat people,” but there’s really something special about them once they finally choose to show their affection. It’s true what they say: “Dogs have owners. Cats have staff.” And I’m really glad I’m hers. .jpg)
So, hey! We did the Houston and Galveston, Texas. thing. It was kinda nice. Not that Houston is necessarily anyplace I would ‘vacation,’ but it sure was nice to get out of the cold and snow and into some warmth and sunshine. We were even able to stick our feet in the waters of the Gulf of Mexico and see how people live in the winter when there’s no ice and snow to contend with. They live nice! (See short photo album.) BTW, can anyone tell me what that is on the beach in Galveston? (See photo #5.) 
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