Pigtown Flung

Whoo-ee, another fun dance weekend. Too much dancing, too little sleep, all the good things.
Great tunes late Saturday night with a fiddler we know from Urbana-Champaign, who we never really see enough of, and a little time to explore Cincinnati on Saturday afternoon.
We went to a couple of yarn stores.

(Lambikin's Hideaway)

(One More Stitch. The ladies here like frogs.)
And we stopped at Jungle Jim's, our favorite crazy international supermarket. The entrances to their public restrooms are built into the back of two portajohns, so you open the door to the privy and there's a giant room behind it. It's a little trippy the first time, but well worth a pit stop.
I got the Fool to pause for a photo op near the men's room.

Now that we're back, the knitting has begun in earnest again. I stopped by Knitche yesterday and picked up some supplies for two upcoming projects. The Fool is knitting something with a big frog on the front, and I'm knitting something with a seal (arf, arf, not 'of approval'.)

If you are the inquisitive type, you might wonder, "Why are they knitting Dale of Norway baby sweaters?" We're planning ahead. See, the sweaters aren't the only WIP in progress around here. We expect a FO in mid-August.