Real, actual knitting
I put the finishing touches on my nephew's way-overdue Christmas stocking last night while watching UP! Luckily, he was still pretty unaware this year... he woke up on Christmas morning, sat at the table eating breakfast in full view of the tree, totally oblivious to the fact that he should be excited about all the packages underneath -- the ones that weren't there when he went to bed.
I started this over a year ago, ripped it out, must have used the yarn for something else, restarted again a couple of months ago. Colorwork is not my best thing. I thought I might be able to get away without blocking, but it's clear that I will not. That thing's hitting the Eucalan bath as soon as I get out of this chair! Craptastic pictures aren't helping!!
I'm moving stuff around, organizing, visiting, puttering today. It feels good.