Withdrawal....

Once again, no knitting last night. I'm suffering withdrawal. Like I said before, thank goodness I didn't decide to compete in the Olympics!!!

I spent time with my parents last night and took my mother to Baskin & Robbins. Illness has not done anything at all to diminish her appetite for ice cream... fortunately. And, of course, I'm always looking for an excuse to partake as well. All coffee, all the time. (in the form of Jamoca Almond Fudge) Yum.

So, this morning, just to try to ease the withdrawal pains, I pulled Corie out of the bag just to look at her and I noticed something extremely disturbing. Something I didn't notice when I did it. Something I'm not going to bother correcting but I should. I'm going to think of it as my little signature on the piece. One day Corie can say... my ditsy aunt made this sweater and look what she did.... No. I know better than that. I think she'll realize that even the mistakes were made with love.