Knitting and being knit for
I figured out what to do about the Rodeo sweater. It now belongs to Carley, and it's all the better for it. It not only fits her better, she wears it better. While we were there in June, she paired it with cute shorts, for instance, something that would not work for me. Here she is with Sam during a break from once again triumphing at trivia. I'm so happy this worked out this way -- I love this sweater, but it turns out not to be mine. Speaking of Carley, look what arrived in my mail a while ago: They fit me! What a treat to have someone else knit me a pair of socks. (With apologies for taking a picture on my wrong-color-for-sock-modeling rug.) Having another knitter in the family would be a treat, even without presents. But what a nice gift!
