Lucy's latest sweater is coming along nicely. I plan to finish up this skein, then knock out the sleeves. I'm hoping to find some buttons during our upcoming road trip. Meanwhile I'm already plotting a garment for Sebastian out of the leftovers.
I barreled through a couple of chapters of Outlander, my sense of dread mounting. Since I had a chance to watch the final two episodes of the season recently, relying heavily on the fast-forward button, I was reminded in painful detail of what lies ahead. My tolerance for fictional torment has gone way down since having children. I suppose I'm looking for reassurance about the rest of the series.