A day of note.

So on my way downtown to get art supplies for school today, I ran into my good friend M. on his way to work. We went for breakfast together before he had to open up shop. Then, I managed to acquire all the supplies I needed (and more), and, in a fit of weakness, I said to myself "I'll just drop by the city's one other yarn shoppe" (it is bigger). Well, I came away spending as much as I did on school. Oops. I also made the error of popping into a cookware shop, and came away with a purchase as well...

One ball of cotton...














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One ball of cotton...
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Eight balls of cotton? See people? There IS a reason I'm not taking maths courses!














And just what is this cotton destined for? Why the dishcloths from the latest knitty, of course! In the brightest colours to keep me happy and summery whilst knitting them, as Autumn has definitely staretd to set in here (only in the mornings so far). And the lovely model is the big mug I picked up at the cookware shop. It was discounted 10% due to an imperfection in the glaze? Hah, sounds like a deal to me! And it was wrapped in hot pink paper. I think it suits me, no?

Time to go cast on! Errr, practice my cursive Cyrillic I mean...