I intended to post today about the really great dinner we had last night to celebrate my parent’s 35th wedding anniversary. We have a meal — brunch or dinner — with my parents and my siblings’ families every Sunday. It’s something we started just after Stefan and I were married. We had a really nice summer meal with tidbits to start, dessert to end, and plenty of yumminess in-between. The problem is it all got eaten, every last crumb, without any photographic proof that the meal ever existed. So… no foodie post today.
How about a sock?
Just one so far but someone is in love with it. She told me to start the other one, today, Mommy. Um, yeah, getting to that really soon. Especially now that I know I have enough yarn to make another one.