I am calling uncle on this Friday.  From here on in, it is going to be the weekend.

This entire week has been smoky, and grey orange skies and this morning, we woke to rain and cold.  It is 13 degrees just before 2 p.m. It is drizzly*** and I am cold and I want cookies and a warm cup of cocoa.  Keith said he is baking peanut butter cookies tomorrow so I can't really bake some now.  A surfeit of cookies would happen and I would end up eating it. All of it. 

So I am going to knit colour for my mental health.  And while I work on my knittingI am going to work to get over my crankiness too.

***I wouldn't be so bad if it was a good rain but it is just futzing.  Not hardly real rain at all.  Besides, there is only 1 Puddle.  One I tell you...