Well, happy Monday. It was a good weekend, but as always I'd much rather be home snuggling and knitting. Last night the puppy figured out he can jump up on our bed. Her Majesty Uggy will not be pleased in the least. Havoc was all sorts of ready to go bed with us last night. He was put in his owner's room. However, Perky claims he belongs to us because he loves us more than her.
I spent most of the weekend working on the blanket. On Saturday I got the most pleasant surprise. Amy sent me a package of yarns she no longer had a use for. One was a more than half way knit sock, it was lovingly unwound and put aside. Those grays are almost too pretty to end up in a blanket.
Speaking on which knitting the blanket is very much a trip down memory lane. The brown, green, raspberry, and cream I worked on at the RHCP concert. The neon green were Perky's. The blues and white were Dad's. Hey, I don't remember this one. Oh yea, they were D's. I'm still so in love with this project I hold up squares to show Grilltech and giggle. He sighs, rolls his eyes, and patiently tells me how pretty it looks. He'll deny that's what he does, but I know. Just like someone who-shall-remain-nameless denies she was the basis of a bit character on a show.