Not much progress on the crafty front in the last few days. I cut strips to start piecing for the wool/silk scarf - I especially like the narrow stripe of indigo - and got this far piecing them together when a friend called with details about her new baby. It was so, so nice to talk to her, and in the background I could hear little newborn nursing sounds. Ack! Once a mom, always a softie.
That was yesterday. Today I'd started knitting when another friend called, this time with a request to write a recommendation for their adoption application. I almost cried. We don't see them nearly enough, but they're the sort of friends that would show up in a moment if you called to say you needed them.
All this plus joining Facebook (I finally caved) and I'm so glad I did, I found several friends that I'd lost contact with for various reasons. All special people that I'm thrilled to be in touch with again. I have good taste in friends, and it's nice to feel surrounded by them :)
Whoops, almost forgot, I started a sweater knitting class on Thursday nights. I'm not sure if I'll go back again, the space is small and one of the other students is annoying. She has a loud laugh, loud opinions, and a teacup dog she brought along in a bag. Like Paris Hilton, but knitting sweaters.
It feels wrong to bail on a class, but if I don't like it, why should I stick around? I don't believe that nonsense about unhappiness improving your character. My knitting is supposed to be joyful.
Have a good weekend everyone!