It is Knitting Night. I am wearinga hipster shirt and hipster shoes. I don't mean to wear the both together but I can't find my loser shoes. The gals may be overwhelmed with my hipness.

Anne Marie baked cookies and is getting abottle of wine before she picks me up. We all need wine and cookies on rainy days. I successfully cheered myself up earlier, a bath and ignoring the phone helped. Made hummus for James.

I knit a swatch of the yarn I bought today; it feels just like I thought it would. I can't find my Interweave Knits magazines. Did I loan them out? I don't know what to knit with this new yarn. If I am good I won't start something new. I'll bring a couple things to work on so I have the option of being good.