#1 daughter and Partygirl  were over last night.

The mother, grandmother, sister-in-law, and niece of The Big Game Hunter all came over with fried chicken, baked beans, potato salad, a cake, and a couple of gallons of sweet tea. You can tell they’ve done this before.

I got my work done and my client meeting went well, I think. Then I stopped by the church. So I guess you can tell that I’ve done this before, too.

Salt Peanuts gets pinker and fluffier. It’s a good epic knitting project — the lacy rib is not hard, and then you just have swathes of stockinette.

The Wonderwool isn’t twisted, really. It’s like a thin strip of roving with a shiny acrylic thread wrapped around it. It doesn’t seem fragile, though.