last night i dreamed that i was going to knit a sweater for my cousin—
of course, in my dream he was five instead of 19. and for some reason, i was having a problem finding enough yarn in the same dye lot to make it (i only needed two balls).
i have now woken up with a hankering to make baby sweaters. or baby something, with all of the left-over balls of yarn i have from my christmas knitting. and no, there is no baby on the way.
but i’m sure someone is going to have one eventually, and then i’ll be ready.
