I don't know where to begin
So, I'll start at the very beginning... it's a very good place to start. ; )
On Saturday, I visited my brother, and I'm very glad I did because I had an up-to-the-minute answer whenever I heard, "It's so nice to meet you! How's Michael? How's the pergola coming? Did you finish Fib?" Michael is doing okay! Six hours a day turned out to be a bit of a stretch, so he's back to four for at least a week or so before they try again. All the guy wants is to put in a day at work and still have a little something left at the end of the day for some recreation. It's no fun to be totally wrung out at the end of every day! The good news is, he's had his compound bow adjusted to the lowest tension and he can pull it and he's intending to go hunting -- just being able to get out there for a few hours with the intention of hunting is going to be huge.
Usually, when I go to visit my brother, that's my final destination and I turn around and go home. This time, I was traveling further and I knew there had to be a better/shorter way to proceed than backtracking to pick up the highway. He said, "Oh yeah, you just follow this road to Knitt Road and hang a left." Those have got to be the best directions anyone's ever given me. ; )
The journey begun on Knitt Road (obviously, someone doesn't know how to spell) eventually led me to Eau Claire where I'd dragged my quilter sister to meet up with a group of wonderful knitters -- bloggers, non-bloggers, possible bloggers-to-be -- and my only regret is that there wasn't enough time...
...and the Packers lost and my Fantasy Football Team might end up being Tom-Foolery! However, Stephanie trumped the Packers' season opener at home on Sunday and here you can see that she scored BIG on her very first play -- a deftly handled, gutsy hand-off to a walk-on, rookie yarn baby kid, the curly mop more than compensating for
his her being slightly undersized at that position. ; )
Much more to come. I had a blast.