Barfy Strikes Again!

I couldn't help myself. Last night I cast on for a Rainbow Barf sock. Somehow, I found myself halfway to the heel by noon today.



And it's fine, you know...because a girl can never have too many plain socks on the needles...



As long as the supply of size zero dpns holds out, that is. It's funny because too many projects on the needles at once generally makes me uneasy, but the more plain socks I have ready for a stream of plain old knit-knit-knit without looking - well, the more comfortable I am.

I am rather fond of my little barfy friend so far. The girls and I even took it on a little field trip to the Mall of America this afternoon. Don't ask me what we were doing at the mall on a lovely spring day. Julie asked, and as we were already out of our little Wednesday routine due to an appointment this morning, I figured what the heck.



Julie is still wearing her sunglasses whenever she can get away with it. This morning she also finally agreed to put on the awesome soccer jersey given her by "Uncle Dave" last year during the World Cup. I don't know why she hasn't wanted to wear it until now, but I do know that she wanted to take it off almost immediately, and I think it's because she doesn't care for the squooshy fabric. It was awfully cute while it lasted, though.



Tonight has been all about the blankie, and I'm going back to it in a moment. Must try to catch up for Blankie Friday.