Finished up the last of our normal Friday housecleaning and three loads of laundry, one of which made its way to the clothesline outside. That's one of the reasons I loooooove crawling into bed on Friday night. The sheets smell heavenly from being outside all day.
I'm waiting for my dough for English muffins to finish its first rise so I can form the muffins and set them for their final rise.
I just helped Glenn search the Internet to get information on an old shotgun he has. It's a beautiful Remington that we've discovered dates back to about 1930. He's kept it perfectly and it looks like new.
In a few minutes I'm going to finish another premie hat. This'll make number 57. My goal is 100 and, at the rate I'm going, it won't be long before I get there. Then...what am I going to knit?