My back is a little better. Tuesday was horrible, yesterday was pretty good. I’m going to try to get on my elliptical today and see how that feels. I’m so ready.

Clark’s second sleeve is about 16 or so rows away from the sleevecap. He was recently given a few nice, soft store bought sweaters, one with a train on it. So I don’t know if he’ll ever wear the one I’m making. I need to find a long sleeved, collared dress shirt for underneath. That’ll help.

I spent much of yesterday getting Christmas decorations up.

This afternoon a friend and a sister-in-law are coming over to make cedar wreaths. I’ve never made a real wreath. Just a gumdrop wreath on a styrofoam core with a thousand toothpicks and gumdrops. It was pretty, and unbelievably tedious, that one.

I need to hack through some blackberries out back, to get close enough to the cedar trees to glean clippings. Ooh, and I have a small holly tree/weed out front. No berries, though. Maybe we’ll use some of that.

I can’t. I thought it was gone. Gone, gone. I found it last night as I was digging around the bottom of this

looking for a tape measure. Because my back is hurt and I’m trying to rest, I forced myself to pick up Clark’s sweater again, determined to knit that stupid sleevecap. I’d been working out of the bag all day, but when I couldn’t find a tape measure last night, I pulled out all the yarn and sweater parts and there was my ring!

I had the knitting bag with me on election night at my in-laws, though I don’t remember taking my ring off. But I must have, because the next morning is when I noticed it was gone. I guess I was extremely distracted at that moment, and knew my knitting bag was a safe place.

So, I’m very, very happy today. Despite being in a lot of pain.

I finished the first sleeve last night

My goal for the day is to knit the second.

Tonight we’re putting up Christmas decorations in the foyer of a retirement home. I’m so excited for the Christmas season.

I’m also excited because I’m planning to hold my breath, close my eyes, and dye a big vat of batt stuffs. Maybe I’ll actually have something to sell in the next month or so?

It could happen.