I'm Supposed To Be In Bed Right Now.

I even promised Mommy Sheep that I would refrain from writing anything tonight so that I could tuck my tired, Monkey Poxed self into bed right when I got home. The Sheep family had a lovely time at the cookout. Uncle Sheep The Elder, who has been unwell and off his feet for the last few months, recovered and was able to make the trip from New York with Cousin Sheep. Uncle Sheep, The Younger along with Auntie Sheep, Newly College Graduated Cousin Sheep and her boyfriend also made the trip. They saw fit to bring along some of this Sheep's favorite lemon squares and these gooey chocolate things that have changed my life and made me want to become a song writer in order that I might compose some sort of anthem to them. Also present was one rather spunky 8 year old grandson of Mommy Sheep's cousin (Which would make him some sort of relation of the "second" variety and umpty times removed, but I've never really managed to get a handle on the actual titles of the distantly related. Still, he is a cutie and I'm just going to call him, "cousin") This little feller took a likin' to his older Sheepie relation and, after asking me if I was in college, is now my favorite relative. I was happy to wile away the visit playing cards and having tic-tac-toe tournaments.

I was a bit tuckered out when all was said and done, though. So I really did promise that I would go home and go to bed. I am, after all, a fragile flower who must take to my fainting couch after such raucous and rousing good times.

But, I just had to stop by the old blog and put up a picture. Finished Objects haven't exactly been plentiful of late. If I didn't just post the picture before hitting the hay, I feared that I would be awake all night just thinking about how surprised everyone would be when faced with proof that I do actually still knit every once in a while. This would not be good for my Monkey Pox recovery. I could relapse from the exhaustion and have to go to some sort of rehabilitation facility for wheezy Sheepies. No...it was better to just pop online and get the picture up in order that I might avoid an extended period garbed in unflattering hospital wear. Take a look!

The Sweet Stripey Socks are finished!

And now I can sleep the sleep of the just. For I, The Sheep, have proven that I am capable of finishing one or two of the knitting projects. And, as if that wasn't enough...

the stripes match!!!!!!!!!

SA