FO

As any good and bad knitter can tell you, FO means "finished object." And, the best way to jinx a good case of finish-itis is to blog about it. All of you suffering from that malady, please take note.

But, in my case, my run of finished items was halted for a good reason: my baby came home. Number One Son is a freshman at University of Nebraska. He somehow talked four Nebraskan friends into leaving after lectures on Friday and driving through the night to his humble home in Indiana.

Watch out, corn! There's a lot of hard work in these Cornhuskers.

Definitely a happy mom moment. So, although I didn't finish fiber things, I did cook a bunch, feed 14 and make three pies. 

He left at 9 on Sunday to drive all day and get back to the dorm. I was thankful for Daylight Savings, as he he gained an hour in all that craziness.

Looking forward to seeing him at Thanksgiving now!