The other super secret knitting gift is not finished. I blame the vicodin and the flu. (I am passing the blame to things that cannot argue that they are not to be blamed. This is sad, I know, but still I am doing it.) I was making socks for my husband. (Surprise, honey!) I am still making them for him, but one of these days he'll ask me what I'm making and then I'll tell him they are for him. Hopefully they will be done before his birthday. In May. (I don't knit socks fast at all.)
I'm signing off for the holidays. I might get a photo post or two, but no promises.Merry Christmas everyone!