
My joy was short lived, however. Upon walking in to retrieve the camera and share my joy with the world, I found this:

Sorry for the bad photo, the anger was fogging my vision. This may look relatively harmless, just some yarn lying on the ground, right? Wrong. While you've been away Kelly Albert has learnt a new trick. It's called "whacking yarn around every piece of furniture you possible can until it is so hopelessly tangled it's impossible to unwind." or WYAEPOFYPCUHTIU (ok so it has a slight identity problem). He's already done it several times, including to a very expensive ball of colinette yarn...
I absent-mindedly left this project on the table while I was knitting the gauge and voila! Destruction. Hang on a minute...Maybe that's the problem. It's the craft goddess expressing her frustration at the production of said gauge! But that would mean that Albert is/was momentarily the craft goddess incarnate....
Well he's not sleeping with us tonight. He's been sleeping in JD's crotch lately, and there ain't no way I'm sharin' that pieca pie with another chicky-babe! (ohmygod what did I just say? I'm turning in to flipping Mark Holden. Shame on me! Shame!)
XXX