Some of my weekend knitting time was spent playing with bulldozers, blocks and dump trucks, or reading books about ABCs, shapes, colors, numbers, and trains. I haven't completely beat the blues yet, but some rug-time with my nephew over the weekend sure helped. My sister has been very tired, but she's doing great and her new little bump is beginning to show; the main goal for the weekend was to get some maternity pantyhose. My brother-in-law, though he doth protest about the doing, is an excellent cook and yesterday morning's fritatta was delicious, as was my sister's coffee cake, though my taste buds may have been influenced by its presentation as a train.
Things being as they are, my actual row gauge is different than the calculated row gauge and so I will not be doing the three full pattern repeats as originally planned. Since planning is out the window, I'll soon be at the part where I start to make it up as I go along. Livin' on the edge over here.