Happy Cinco de Mayo

Because it is still all about the margaritas.

Actually, it probably won't be about the margaritas today because of another "m". The one that starts "migraine".

I wasn't kidding about the inflatable moose head.


I'm about one-third through with the Brainwash Shrug. Not only is it a shrug, it's ribbon yarn.



Truly, I have fallen to the dark side. I must go roll around in the Rowan Magpie Julia sent me. As penance, I'll work on un-knitting the 10 (or so) wonky rows in the flower Basket Shawl. I think it's been in time-out long enough to contemplate the error of its ways.