A couple months ago I called my knitting store down the street #supportlocal #citizenoftheyear #It'sScaryToTalkOnThePhone #bravery. I had picked a new sweater to knit, something that would be the most difficult knitting project yet, besides, perhaps, The Scarf That Shall Not Be Named.

The knitting store (Blazing Needles woot woot) was shut down, just like everything else on planet Earth at that time, but they were doing phone and internet orders and then either shipping product or letting you come pick it up on their front porch.

They helped me figure out what I needed, took all of the money I've ever had in my life, and I walked over that very day.

The knitting project ended up being extremely fun to make. Skylar had picked this sweater out online and I was hesitant because I thought it was hideous but I forgot the great Skylar rule, which is that literally everything looks perfect on him and he should have to spend some time in jail for this. (Where he'd look great in an orange jumpsuit he is so infuriating.)

I finished it over the weekend and I wanted you to behold my endless talents so here you go:

Also, unrelated, here's a ridiculous picture of Skylar asleep on the couch with his three-year-old niece:

My ovaries just fell out of my body. AND I PROBABLY DON'T EVEN HAVE OVARIES.
Finally, I wrote a humor piece about visiting a very fascinating restaurant called The Mayan with my parents when I was 15. I'm quite proud of it and I would really love it if you'd all go check it out here.
~It Just Gets Stranger