to warm one's neck
Boy it's damp and wintry around here. I've been madly knitting things to go around my neck in a desperate attempt to stave off drafts. The red one in particular has not left my neck my for days on end (it's long enough to wear doubled for extra snuggle factor).
For those pointy-stick obsessed amongst you who are interested in the details, both cowls are ravelled, here and here.
• The laptop hardrive died, leaving me in mourning for all the photos I didn't get around to backing up or uploading to Flickr (probably not many, but enough to miss), and in shock over losing the accounting software that we use for the mister's business, (now out of date, meaning we can't reload it). The laptop died a couple of days after the end of financial year, before I had a chance to finalise the accounts. Ouch. A whole year lost, and now I have to find a new bookkeeping software package. Recommendations welcome. Commiserations, also.
• Off to see the final instalment of Harry Potter in a couple of hours. My children have grown up with these books and films, so it feels like a real milestone in our lives. The older two may go again later with their own friends, but today we are all going together. The family that sobs together, stays together. Or something ...
• Speaking of milestones, there is only one member of the household shorter than I am now. I'm thinking of putting a brick on his head.
• I'm going to the wool show this weekend with my fellow knittery, woolly, textiley Steiner school mums. Hip hip!