Gracee looks truly repentant, doesn’t she? Either that or sick to her stomach (see my last post). She came through it fine, a little chocolate breath and a brown beard, but no worse for the wear. Maybe it was a case of sympathetic nervous eating for me – yesterday was our annual general meeting at work and my fear of public speaking caused me to indulge in some good nervous eating: a half bag of Miss Vickie’s potato chips, a piece of Starbuck’s green apple cake and a cinnamon bun.
I knit few rows on Marina on Monday at knit night, but not enough to take a photo. I have completed two too little baby sleeves, though. The body measures 13 inches, neckline to bottom, and the sleeves are 7.5 inches long. They just seem a bit short. Maybe my kids had long arms, but I’m tempted to add a bit on.
Life's a Stitch 
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