Went to a new Indian restaurant, ordered with bravado ("Sure, spicy is fine!"), then paid the price. I'm very northern European; thus weak to the spicy, even though I fancy myself the gourmet.
Knit half a sock out of one of my new skeins. I'm using size 0 needles and 64 stitches to get it nice and tight. When it's the first humid weekend of the year and about 80 degrees, what's better than knitting wool socks?
Even scurried outside and took a picture of the sock next to the big lovely hostas in the front of our building.
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