Yesterday afternoon I had a grand plan. I was going to do the whole heel flap on the second Retro Rib sock during the commute home. I started it on the way into work, and so should be able to get it done lickety-split. Then, during the Yankees-Red Sox game, I would do the short-row heel on Hubby's new sock. The productivity was going to be fierce. Upon reaching my seat on the train for the trip home, I noticed that I'd done the morning piece of the heel flap on 32 stitches instead of 30. Trying to control the sobbing, I ripped it back... and then took a nap. So last night's progress was only finishing one heel. And watching the Yankees get slapped around by the Sox. It wasn't a good night. Henceforth, I wasn't up to taking pictures, but will try tonight.
After Hubby got home, I made mini sidecars with Cognac (instead of plain brandy). That helped to end the evening on a more positive note.

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