I love KT! (I didn’t take any pictures because it was dark in the restaurant but I promise I’ll do better tomorrow.)

She’s funny. And we’re leaving at 7 in the morning. This is really 6 for me. Yarn is totally worth it.

For a quick sock update, the sock looked like this on the plane leaving Atlanta:

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But when we got to the hotel, I noticed this:

Can you see it? One of these cables is not like the others.

And the funny thing is…it’s only on one side.

These are the basic cabled socks. More later. Very sleepy. So very sleepy.

PS: I used M’s iBook and Bluetooth phone to blog from the airport.

I got about an inch of the cuff done in the half hour it takes to go from Pensacola to Atlanta. It’s loud and there’s lots of people…and we have 2 hours to kill, so we’re going to go look for lunch.

I’m so very sleepy.

So I’ve packed (and re-packed once we looked up what the weather was going to be like), cleanded the house, written notes for the Critter Sitter, charged my phone and now I am updating my iPod. It’s one in the morning. WAY past my bed time. WHY won’t this book hurry up and download? I am so very tired.

I finished my Haystack Socks and Michael took a dozen pictures of them. Too bad that they are all out of focus. Every one. What good is an autofocus camera I ask you? So my only illustration today is of my travel knitting:

My travel knitting looks suspiciously like my Swap Socks for the SYAC AND like green socks for May. I’m multi-tasking.

I haven’t swatched yet, but I’ve got my needles and two patterns. My gauge will determine the pattern that I pick for my sock pal (Sock Pal, darling, think of it as Fate). If my gauge doesn’t match either of the patterns I am taking (please, oh, please match), I will make one up On The Fly (Get it? On the FLY? Because we are going in the plane? wahahaha What? I told you it is LATE).

Where are we going? ‘Member, I told you: The Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival! To meet KT! Woot. I’d be a lot more animated in my excitement tomorrow after there is some sleeping.

Oh, Hallelujah. The book is finished. Night y’all.