You are my sunshine

If I can at all, I like to start the day with tea and oatmeal for breakfast, and an hour or so checking in on my favorite blogs. This gives me SUCH a good start to the day. It's like getting fistful of lovenotes, or a bunch of forget-me-nots, or a handful of heart candy. I feel such delightful connection via the internet. (Oh, dear. We have a friend who, when he's had too much to drink gets to the, "I really love you guys," stage. I haven't had a thing - I swear!) I just want to thank you for letting me into your lives.

So I get this AND some sunshine today. I swear, I was made with solar batteries. It gets dark, I tip right over. The sun comes up, I am ready to go! Maybe if I lived in LA or someplace with perpetual summer I would get blase. "Another sunny day? How boring." But sunshine is like polite teenagers around here. You know of their existence, but you are always thrilled to encounter some.

So, I am at work, manning the desk while boss one and boss two are at a conference of some kind. That's a lot like leaving the clown to run the circus. It's a nice slow day, and I have done everything I can think of short of finding some q-tips and cleaning keyboards, so I feel justified in blogging a bit.

I have started a tube sock in some very fun elasticized amber-colored boucle yarn. Good mindless sock-knit for photos for the Yarn-Harlot scavenger hunt. I am planning to drag several copies of my books to the Harlot's book-signing, so that people have one last opportunity to get a picture of their sock with a published author. And maybe, I can sell a book or two. Fingers crossed!!