Poor eyesight

Good glory, I can't think of a thing to write about today. My brain must be numb from cold medicine, or the weekend in bed just doesn't give a person a lot of reporting material. I'm back to knitting though so you can see I'm perking.

Guess I haven't showed a picture of myself recently so here's one of me knitting last night. Tetsu said I looked "cute" with my hair tied back. Isn't that a nice compliment? His greying, double-chinned wife, peering over her reading glasses and he thinks I'm cute. That's what love can do. Either that or I need to buy the ol' guy some glasses for his poor eyesight.