Fast Fly By
With the 6 that Marianne just sent to me (but aren't here yet for me to photograph--rest assured, I will), I believe this brings us to 176 of the 180 needed. (What wonderful prize is in store for whomever sends me number 180? Tune in tomorrow...)
This is what I did:
When not at Sears wondering if salesmen eat their own young. It still needs to be edged (the blankie, not the salesman) but I think it's awfully pretty.
Finally, since I have no humor of my own to offer you this fine Monday morning, I offer the work of a cartoonist from my local paper:
Why this made me laugh so hard, I don't know. It probably says something slightly disturbing about me.
Keep on knitting, and learn from the above: stay away from Sears on weekends, and always keep your shell on.