Good sport!

I knitted some eensy teensy baby booties for Ed's first granddaughter.  My price? I also knitted a rainbow trout hat and requested at least five photos of him wearing it in public.  His wit and good humor continue to delight me!

We have all the weather you could possibly want this May.  Blizzards in Maine, tornadoes in the midwest, a heat wave sliding up the east coast, and - surprise - rain in the Pacific northwest.  But there's no such thing as climate change, right?  I think the tornadoes are the scariest.  Floods; you know where they'll be and you can get to higher ground.  Hurricanes; pretty much the same (though where you can find higher ground in Florida is a mystery to me)  With a blizzard, you keep the pantry stocked and stay home till it thaws.  Earthquakes just happen and there's not a damn thing you can do.  But tornadoes - the sky gets dark, the wind picks up, that funnel cloud starts dropping down, and you have any amount of time to be terrified while it hits this house, skips that one, and flings entire cows through the air.  Even if the tornado doesn't hit your house, the tanker truck it picked up just might.  Can the folks in Oklahoma build their houses underground?