I flew to Colorado and back in two days for work where I slept in this bed after working what felt like the longest day ever (Down. Mattress. Pad. OMG comfy!),
...and woke up to this the next morning (hello, goorgeous!)
On the way back to the airport I sped through these,
...stopped in a cute area for a quick bite at the amazing La Baguette Bakery,
...saw a Cheeto likeness of Rachel Ray through a shop window,
...ran into the yarn shop next door and snagged some awesome hand-dyed, springish yellow sock yarn and new size 1 needles since I broke my last pair,
...and sped the rest of the way to the airport to catch my flight back home.
I also cast on for a new pair of socks. It has become abundantly clear that though I am sure I grabbed the same kind of yarn, and I thought I grabbed the same dye lot, I surely did not, and will now be the proud owner of a pair of slightly different colored pink socks. Meh, what can you do?!