It's the weekend, something I'm sure all of us working slaves look forward to.
And do you know what has made my Friday so fantastic? Apart from leftover lasagne for lunch. I checked my e-mail this morning to discover those incredibly exquisite but morally bankrupt shoes are on their way to me as I write this.
It's almost enough to make me quit my job and run away and join the circus. Or the WWE, the shoes would fit in well there.
Anyway until I actually quit I had better shuffle off and toil away I'll update later on the knitting front and the yarn diet.