Rough day at Casa de Dear, poppins. Multiple wakings by Émilie didn't exactly start us off on the right foot, and the poor wee sausage spent the day throwing up (but Phil stayed home with her, so it looks as though I managed to dodge the bullet on that one for now).
Anyway, I'm beat. I almost fell asleep on the couch (OK scratch that, I DID fall asleep on the couch), but luckily Phil had the presence of mind to wake me so I wouldn't forget to blog and completely blow NaBloPoMo.
Aaaaanyhoo. Running low on interesting blog fodder, so today I give you an entry inspired by the Yarn Harlot's recent Haiku Knitting Post (I LOVE that we collectively caused her server to go kaplooey!):
Progress is slow when
knitting with size two needles.
At least it's cashmere.
Kinda crappy, I know. But I can barely keep my eyes open, and I'm a few bottles short of a full bar right now, if you catch my meaning.
Happy Knitting Everyone!