...then I must not have too much knitting to talk about. It's always hard for me to get much knitting in on "date night". John and I met on a Wednesday and since then, with only a few exceptions for business trips, we always have a date on Wednesday. Tonight we made our second trip to a great new restaurant north of us on Damen, Hot Chocolate. As the name implies, they emphasize dessert and chocolate beverages. But they also have quite a lovely selection of dinner options and cheeses as well -- I had a pork chop, polenta and mushroom frickasee that was just to die for.
But only managed to get in a few more rows on the Ruffly Fusilli scarf. So I'll open and close with a the funniest thing I saw this evening.
It doesn't seem that funny until you realize just how small this basket is. The Beeze has tucked himself into a basket less than 12" long and 6" wide -- a pretty impressive feat for a twelve pound fur ball. This is the same basket that I showed off that lovely Shetland wool in last week. Definitely not a large space! Sometimes it's truly amazing what he will squeeze himself into.