Remember how I said that knitting is all relaxing and cozy and meditation like?

Yeah.  I lied.

I am about to have a stroke over how stressful this double-pointed needle business is.  FOUR needles?  Really?  Isn’t that a touch excessive?  I can feel my blood pressure rising fast.

Not to mention that my son, who hates sleep but needs it desperately, is making all kinds of screeching noises as he refuses a nap.  I love sleep.  I would be sleeping right now, trying to recover from his getting up 2 hours too early all week if the child would just stinking quiet down already.

*Ahem*… I digress.  Sleep deprivation is not a pretty color on me.

Back to the superfluous needles… and probably the Hot Fudge Sundae Pop Tart that is chilling in the fridge.