We've been settling in to slothful weekends with no traveling in the immediate future and just sliding into our old routine. The weather yesterday was beautiful, about 60 degrees and it's making me ready for spring. Bike riding will be happeining soon, but yesterday was a mega-cleanout of all my old lotions and potions in the bathroom. *sniff* Goodbye, pink sparkly lotion that smells good but gives me a rash. Adios, dippety-do from 1987 that's actually seperated into layers inside the jar. Farewell, eight almost-gone assorted shampoo bottles. If it rains this week I imagine the garbage can will froth over as if it's contracted good-smelling rabies.

Saturday evening I spent on the couch knitting and watching Amelie again. I've gotten good enough that I can watch a subtitled film while I'm working and still pick up most of the dialouge. The sweater itself is moving along nicely, the back is done and I'm halfway up the left front. I am doing my darndest with this hobby to not amass a pile of new projects that never get finished, and have limited myself to no more than two (2) at any given time. Austin wanted some fuzzy wool socks so I picked up some yarn, but he was hoping for a different type. Rather than returing it, he gets bumped down the list and I'm making myself some Rainbow Connection socks. Not intentional, I assure you.