My entire house smells like a Bob Evans.
I'm prepping a bunch of the food for tomorrow so I don't have to get up at 6:00 to cook. I'm no dummy. The only thing I want to cook tomorrow are eggs and cinnamon rolls. Oh yeah. MY kind of breakfast. And mimosas. Many mimosas.
And because I overestimated the dialating progress, Emily now knows what I sent her for her baby. Duh! Well I have another one for you-Dad's Dumbledore sock. I know I'm safe because A) Dad never reads my blog and B) he's in Greece. Or Turkey. Or Egypt. Loser.
It's a basic 2x2 rib toe up sock, made with Opal's new Harry Potter yarn. Although I probably wouldn't have picked these colors for my Dad, he will get a kick out the fact that the yarn is the 'Dumbledore' colorway. Actually, he will like these colors. He's like that.
I had a hell of a time with the short row heel, totally stupid considering that I took Cookie A's toe up sock class less than a month ago. Apparently I forgot everything I learned. It's not the prettiest heel and I lost some stitches along the way, but when you have the sock on you can't tell. It will be our little secret, k?
Time to flip the bacon. Again.