While the Fool regales you with tales of hats and socks, I'm slogging along on Eris. I had a small amount of the collar knitted, but it lay dormant for a while. So that became the Knitting Olympics project, especially as in good conscience, I can't start anything with so many UFOs lying around.
Below, that's the collar looked like after some car knitting on the way to Cincinnati.
There's a tricky bit in the middle where you have to pick up stitches from left to right to knit the second half. After you do it and tear it out three times, it's not so hard.
Last night was the third men's knitting night, which happened to coincide with Valentine's Day. We're not so much for celebrating holidays because Hallmark tells us to, and besides, I believe that all the flowers and chocolate on Feb. 14 won't make up for being a dillweed the other 364 days of the year, but that said ....
Several of my coworkers thought the Fool was crazy for making any plans on V-Day that didn't include me, (actually, he's on the phone with his mom now, and I can tell she's berating him) but I didn't mind. I got some dinner, watched some TV and spent a quiet night knitting.
But I was still very pleased when I came home and found this on the table:
I can't wait to get back to socks....