I got home from work on Wednesday to find that a rather large section of our backyard fence had fallen over. It was really windy on Wednesday, so I think it was probably a combination of the wind and an old fence with some termite damage. Either that, or it was the Big Bad Woolf. He huffed and he puffed and he blew our fence down! Now, on top of everything else we need to do this weekend to get ready for our Thanksgiving guests, Bob has to fix the fence. I think that we should just call a fence fixer, but that's not how Bob rolls. Bob the Builder is real and he lives in my house.
For those of you who are San Antonioians, there is a restaurant that you must check out. Bob and I went to our favorite local Thai restaurant last night, and as usual, it was empty. We have no idea how the place stays open, and we're beginning to fear that it will close which will be a sad story, because it's some of the best Thai food I've ever eaten. I've eaten a lot of Thai food. I've had Thai food in Miami, New York, San Francisco, and L.A., all of which are allegedly fancy food cities, and none of it is as delicious as the food at Thai Kitchen. Every time we leave, they tell us to tell our friends, so I'm telling you to go to Thai Kitchen. You won't be sorry.
Thing are big and bad and woolly around here. I'm working hard on my NaKniSweMo sweater. It's going to be a Klaralund in Noro Kureyon for Norovember. This is the back, or maybe the front. I haven't decided yet. The back and the front are knit exactly the same, and I'm about halfway through the other side. I'm not trying very hard to make sure the stripes line up, so I guess I'll decide which I like better and use that for the front. I don't think that this sweater will be done this November, but that's okay.
I'm attempting to keep things interesting by working on some holiday projects. I'm not going to give a ton of handknit gifts this year. I tried to do that last year and it was a little bit of a disaster. I was seaming things and weaving in ends moments before gift time. I gave my sister-in-law a damp sweater in the process of blocking for my niece. Nothing says Happy Holidays like wet wool. Pictured on the left are corners of gifts I'm working on. Just a little peek won't ruin any surprises. I've never been very good at surprises anyway.