... cold germs? Because I am soooo ready to knit my virus a sweater if it will prompt the little bastard to unhand my immune system and go infest someone else's lungs. I've got some nice acrylic for the job.
I actually think on Saturday, as we were getting ready to go to Madison, my cold caught a cold. All of a sudden, I had this cascade of unpleasant symptoms that sent me running for a handkerchief right skippy.
But that is of no matter, because there are FOs in the offing, and I'm nearly done with the sleeve of an Aran sweater, and I finished a sock and I started knitting a scarf in Noro, in feather-and-fan, because it is the end of January and time to start working with cheerful colors to get me through the last couple months of winter. Photos soon.
The Fool has been knitting too, so I'll let him write about that at his leisure. I keep hoping he'll swatch for a Shetland fair isle he has the yarn for because I want to see what it looks like. So far, no luck.