Things.

Things are going well. Except for the dog poop I came home to yesterday. Other then that. Things are going very well.

My husband and I are venturing into the business world. We're opening a art gallery in town. I'm very excited. It'll feature hand crafted goodness. Not artys fartsy. But art. And there will be yarn. Hand dyed yarn. I can't wait.

Rogues Gallery Fine Art

There you be.

On the knitting front, I've got to the point where I need to start the heel on hubbies second sock. I've gotten 2 lace repeats done on my pink shawl. I've attached the sleeves on the conception sweater. (according to the knitty ladies, you must finish something for a baby, before you have on. I think it tempts them into the womb or something.) And, I've started another baby sweater. This one for my Brothers' sprout. I told him to pick out the yarn and I would knit. He picked out washable wool! Go him! But, it is boucle. Or however you spell it. So It's a little bit of a pain in the arse.