The widget in my brain makes it 30.5 weeks.
The photo also features my new fetchings made by Brownpants (you know the one who can jump on my bed), which I rudely asked her to do. Rudely cause I ended up knitting that pink pair at almost the same time. I owe you BP. I love my fetchings though, I have them on while I'm typing this right now.
Oh and in reference to the toothpaste splashes on the mirror up there I'm not bothering to clean at the moment given we're gonna pay someone to do it for us in 2 weeks time when we move. Slackers huh! Lap it up I say. Hmm why'd I feel the need to explain that all to you?
Overwhelmed cause I have the most amazing family and friends who spoiled me and Unit 1 (that's what we've been calling the baby) rotten on the weekend at our baby shower.
But overloaded on the luggage front yesterday as
Now lookie what I found. Knitting on skewers! This project did the equivalent of falling behind the lounge or something...
An almost sock complete with turned heel which I really should get cracking on.
PS Sadie (Grandma) is knitting her very own clapotis. With her very own hand spun thank you very much. How much does that rock? Now you know why she's my (craft) hero!