Squared

I stayed small. Well, small-ish. Here's the makings of a pillow, one huge granny square I suppose? Alternating colors mean I don't fall asleep while working on it, but an easy to memorize stitch means I can hold a conversation while working without herculean effort. I have some cotton thread that I bought for about ten cents a piece at a yard sale and I'm thrilled to be able to finally find a way to eat away at the stash.

There's seems to be something a bit off about the way I'm adding the new colors. Rats. I'm not going to look at that area; ignorance is bliss.

And speaking of bliss, it's a three day weekend. I am celebrating with a stiff drink and catching up on "Cranford" tonight on PBS.