Quiet week

This past Monday I went to a First Aid competition as a casualty victim. I had a pretty simple injury, I was unconscious from paint fumes. Easy to do, there is no make-up involved. As a thank you I and the other victims received fruit.



The next day I realized that I had earned that fruit. Because it was a competition the first-aiders were a bit nervous. Nervous enough for me to end up with two awesome bruises on my behind and a really neat one on my hip. I got myself molested for 8 apples, 8 pears and some strawberries. I really should stick to knitting.

Ever since I broke my foot in March I’ve been working home one day in the week. Every Wednesday morning (I work half days then) I get comfortable with the radio on at my dining room table. Usually in the company of Isis.



No real progress to report on my current projects. It does look like I’ll be able to finish the Christmas presents at the end of next week. Maybe I should start earlier next year if I plan to knit something for everyone again.