All plans for today were derailed when my big one fell asleep at the dinner table last night, always a sure sign of sickness. The worst thing about having a high fever, in his opinion, was missing soccer practice, oh my little single-minded athlete. Worst thing in my girl's opinion was that he got to control the TV of Illness, which meant soccer vids all afternoon.
But she & I found some things to work on while he was feebly but enthusiastically hooting about Arsenal.
Can't get into the resin when I'm likely to be interrupted for a piece of toast or a piece of Hello Kitty puzzle, but I found a way to occupy myself. The thing I learned while working on today's pillow is this: fast needle, slow hands (as google tells me they say) are words to live by.