This is what I think of when I think of Mother's Day. I always bought my Mom one.
I cooked my rice cooker. I have a bad habit of using my glass stove top as extra counter space and had sat it on an unused back burner in anticipation of making some soup in it later in the day.
The days after the MDSW are usually filled with all kinds of fiber mischief because of all the inspiration I absorbed at the festival. This year, thanks to my back, I had to take all that energy and do nothing more than watch YouTube videos with it. Watching what other people bought has been the highlight of my day. My poor Ladybug is still waiting for me to get this plying finished so I can move on to better things.
We've got two new additions to the Ghost Garden. I've got another Ginko. This one is bigger than the first one I planted.
I really need to get these socks done now that I have Miss Babs on the way. I worked my way down the foot on both pairs on my ride up and back from the MDSW on Saturday. I thought I'd have gotten further along that day because it's 1 hour and 17 minutes from here and I knit pretty steadily but I guess not.
My primary reason for dragging my pitiful self around the fairgrounds was to bring home some gray wool for Spiral Chicken. See any gray here? Nope. None to be found at any of the rug hooking booths so that was a big fail.