Froggings

I haven't knit much the last few days, in spite of loads of car time. Either the scenery has been too nice, or the responsibilities too varied, or the conversation too distracting.

(as in, I had to rip back all the work I did on the latest Stealth Project while chatting with a unexpectedly-run-into cousin on Saturday, when I realized I had forgotten to do a Critical Thing the moment we sat down to catch up.)

(and then ripped back all the work I'd done to that point, when I realized it was a dog's breakfast anyway.)

And I won't knit today either! unless a miracle happens.

But I will be thinking about knitting and that's really the worst, isn't it. My fingers will be positively itching by noon.