. . . my headache.
Even Little Loopy was fed up with the noise at the office today. See?
He spent the day like that.
Before you start accusing me of abusing poor Little Loopy, let me point out that he is actually much safer at the office than at home. I took him to the office when I caught Lucy looking at him with interest. She was no doubt thinking that he would make a fine kitty toy.
In non-noise-related news, I am turning the heel of the second sock.
That can mean only one thing:
There’s a new sock design looming on the horizon. And I’ve decided that this one will be a doozy.
I think the level of dooziness will make this by necessity an at-home sock project, so I’ll also start an easier commuting sock project.
The Random Number Generator has spoken. The winner of my extra copy of How to Eat Supper is Stephanie.
Thanks to everyone who offered a recipe. They will provide inspiration for me for quite a while.
My dad asked me to say: “Please send my thanks to all your readers for all the great birthday wishes in English as well as in Swedish.”
Momma is such a killjoy, taking Little Loopy away from here.