I like my playfulness. When I was fifteen, I saw some kids getting off the short bus (for the special needs school) and one of the girls -about my age- had a red plastic lunch box that she was so pleased with. She was swinging it and smiling at it and every so often she would give it an approving pat. The girls I was with laughed at her, in that snotty furtive adolescent way girls have, and it occurred to me that the simple girl was a lot happier than we were. I didn't defend her or tell my pals how shallow and dumb they were, but I resolved to go ahead and enjoy things that make me happy, even if other people might laugh at me. I'll never be cool, but I am often happy.
I had so much fun knitting my white cable sweater (shown yesterday) that I decided to have even more fun and knit it in color. This is the sweater for Intarsia, Warrior Knitter! Her purling can save the world. (You can see the warrior-princess bracelets knit in pink on the upper arms.)
Like most of the coutry, we are having a cold snap. I hate to be cold, so I made a funny hat to cheer myself up. Let's hear it for playfulness.