::pant pant pant::

Must resist, must resist... Would you look at those colors, though? I'm a weak woman with a crappy budget. :( Yes, I have the money, but no, I'd rather spend it on Christmas. Feel free to comment on your favorite color. There's colors in spiced wine, tranquil lagoon, and forest glade heather like here, in my stash already. The stuff is the Peruvian Highland Wool and certainly not chunky. Nothing has been done with it, yet, but as cold as it's getting, I'm certainly in the mood for something warm.

I've been Jaywalking, but not mittening. As soon as this is off the needle, I'm starting the mate to Fry's Jaywalker.

Tonight is a beginning knitter's class to teach. Happily, that storm that dumped snow in the midwest only grazed us and has melted.

Bragging on the Fry time. We went to see Fry in her karate class. It's the last one for this session and she wants to continue. Her instructor said and I quote, "If I had a daughter, I'd want her to be just like 'Fry'." He asked if she did well in school, and I said yes, then he continued that he thought so because she's always thinking. Good thing in a kid, huh? Of course I'm proud as punch of her, she's a joy.

In other news, my brother-in-law, Goopa's husband, is back from Iraq. Got in very early this morning. They're both very young, mid to late twenties, and pretty, um, healthy. So, should I call to see how he's doing and if he got back ok? Heh heh heh, I think not.