It’s just before 6am, and I’m about to dash off to the airport, to go to Madison. (Who am I kidding. My ability to dash is long gone. I’m so tired that watching me navigate the world should be a sitcom.) I’ll post about WEBS, which was awesome, as soon as I manage to find the time to process the billions of photos generated by an event with a thousand knitters at it. (There are a few.) That’s not why I’m posting though.
I’m posting (before 6am.) because it is Denny’s Birthday, and she’s worth the loss of coffee drinking time.
Happy Birthday Den!