Falling off the wagon

Due to technical difficulties, yesterday's post was cancelled. It seems the fan in our home computer kicked into over-drive and I shut it down before anything could melt, or however it is that computers commit hari-kari. I spent the evening getting a sock onto needles, and holding a very big, almost three-year-old boy while we watched Disney's "Cars" for the umpteenth time this week. So, with the home computer on the fritz, I'm left with trying to post from the shop. Not the easiest thing in the world to do, as the children are tag-teaming me. It was bill-paying day (thanks go out to blogless-Rob for mailing them for me) and the kids' can sense my vulnerability. They've made a game out of it, with extra points for the crashes from the back room that make me jump out of my skin.



I have a deep list of Things That must Be Done this evening after leaving here. Getting keys cut, returning a (kinda gross) cookbook that I'd planned on putting in Maddie's Easter bag... she's getting craft books, instead. I don't think spinach-puree brownies are anybody's idea of 'healthy food' at Becher Haus. I know I don't want to eat those kinds of experiments.



UPS Guy just brought the new Opal sock yarns in the 'Rendevous' collection. Yum-o, I tell you. So much fun waiting to happen. And who doesn't love a dude in brown bearing cardboard boxes?