Dinner at C's house wasn't to bad. The trip there was a bit of a nightmare. Traffic on the way out there was stop and go. I think only one of us had any ID; and it wasn't the driver. It must have taken us about hour to get there and an hour back. The trip back had maybe a third less cars, but still pretty busy for 7 PM.

The sock is coming along swimmingly. (Swimmingly, is that a word?) I've got less then two inches to go before starting the heel. Speaking of swimmingly, I'm thinking I want a pair of Fish Mittens. Those are just too cute for words. I know if I had a pair, my mother would want some. Five bucks isn't to bad of a price.