Boy dosed on Delsym (oh how I love thee, orange fluid of silence).
Long languishing Ultra Alpaca sweater to finish.
And so it goes.
I'm going to refer to this one as my Mork sweater, because Kate found the mittens I made with the same cable a wee bit unsettling, making her think, not that there is any good reason short of some abduction experience she is suppressing, of the nether parts of an alien. I guess that would be a male alien, so I'm calling it Mork, in honour of alien penises everywhere.
Next up, wonder of wonders, the return (and resolution) of PS 136.