Fresh off the needles. I’ve finally reached that level of confidence in my knitting, for hats at least, where I can just make it up as I go along and wind up with something I can wear in public #knitsky

One of the few days where it’s acceptable, encouraged even, to eat candy for breakfast.

In my 50’s, and today I got my first, and probably last, tattoo.

Yes, but what about second breakfast?

Doped up after a vet visit. He suspects a slipped disc or a bulging one. Here hoping the drugs do their thing. Sucks to get old sometimes.

That’s how you know it was a proper boss battle.

I threw out that box from the corner of the room that I kept meaning to throw out every time I walked past it FOR THE LAST THREE YEARS!

Garlic mashed potatoes and spinach stuffed tenderloin for dinner. I’m not skilled enough to make it great, but it was better than edible.

Aubrey Bledsoe cookies to go in the care package with the hat.

Blocking a hat for my niece. The yarn was fun to work with though it wasn’t twisted, which took some getting used to. Now to bake some cookies to send with it, in case she hates the hat.

Cozy

Throughout the day she moves as the sun moves. I should mark the floor so we can use her to tell time.