A3 and I are both down for the count and home from school/work this morning. Steven isn’t having a good day either. It would seem that our addle-brained feline has been eating stringy things again.
The weird thing is, we don’t even have any Easter grass out yet. Lord knows where he found this. Thankfully it came out while he used the cat box. None of us want another trip to the vet’s office, or the lecture that comes with it. I’ve no idea what Steven’s fascination is with dangly strings.
This weekend’s activities prevented knitting on my sister’s vest. To productively fill the sporadic voids (waiting for a movie to start, riding in the car, etc.) I cast on a plain sock with some Zauberball in the Denim colorway.
The colors are great and the yarn is nice to work with, but it seems a bit thin, even with size 0 needles. I hope the non-plied single strand will hold up to the wear and tear of being socks.
Now off to snuggle up next to A3 and catch a few Zzz’s. If only this nausea would abate… Cheers!