I Obviously Need A Better Plan

than thinking socks could ward off tumors. Remember a couple of weeks ago I announced I was cancer-free. Well as it turns out. I am not. Those two little tumors in my head are back. And growing. And I'm not a happy camper in the least. This is starting to get old and is making me cranky. So tomorrow we go to OU Medical Center to find out about the Gamma Knife. And not just to find out about it but to get scheduled for it as soon as possible.

And what can you knit in two hours (that's how long we sat around at Mercy this morning)?:

What a surprise! It's another one of those darned dishclothes! This one is called Newport. Here is a close up:

The YI was out on the back porch hoping for another bird to accidently slip under the porch door so she pretty much ignored my picture taking. Early this afternoon, I noticed a little sparrow frantically trying to find its way out of the screened in porch. All three cats were glued in place as they waited for it to wear out and come down to a closer level. We herded them inside and Jim opened the screen door. That little bird was out like a flash. Of course the cats were also back on the porch in a flash, trying to figure out where their entertainment had gone.

So Sugar has been out there almost every moment since. Hope springs eternal, I guess. But I do have a picture of Blue. I had laid my prayer shawl on the bed (made for me by Tracy Terrell) and Blue discovered it. She burrowed in, turned around, and fell asleep. Here she is just waking up:

Seems like the only pictures I take of her are when she's just waking up. But when she's awake she won't hold still for a picture!

I've also been working on the side to side tee shirt but don't have enough done for a good picture. And of course tomorrow I'll be carrying yet another dishcloth just because it's good, mindless knitting.

And I'm thinking maybe I just need some more handmade socks...It couldn't hurt!