I have 29 rows left to go on my Donegal sleeve. GROAN!
PS In cheerfuller news, I wanted to show you my new sofa, which is the suburban matron’s midlife crisis as expressed via upholstery.
Its main function is as a display zone for my favorite thing you ever gave me, years ago. (Please keep trying to top this gift, but honestly I don’t think you can.)
This is a Richard Saja altered toile pillow. I can’t tell you how many times it has made me laugh.
Here’s a little profile of this wonderful artist (NYT registration required.) And here’s a batch of Pinteresting Sajacity. This is what God made Pinterest for!