That pretty much says it all, I think. So I’ll be brief.
I did achieve sleevage on Sunday: the first sleeve is done, the second one started. Whee.
Feline Sleeping Olympics
Lucy is clearly in training.
Phyllis is working on finding out if we can knit twelve hours a day in prison. If so, she, Kristine, and I are all going to commit white collar crimes, get sent to Camp Cupcake, and be each others’ bitches.