Okay, so it was 89 degrees when I snuck out at lunch Wednesday to buy some yarn to get me through the long weekend. By the time we woke up Thanksgiving the temperature had dropped 51 degrees, I’m serious. I was so thrilled to have a gray, rainy, chilly weekend!
We had about 13 people for dinner and had the chiminea stoked out back and a DVD of this crackling fire inside. . . Texas toasty.
I did get quite a bit gift knitting done.