I finished the Sockotta Fair Isle socks that I was whining about so much. I couldn't get the toe right. After many many kind and helpful responses at socknitters.com, I frogged it up past the decreases, reknit and all is fine now. It looks good to me, anyway.

These are the first socks I have made for myself. My son has the first pair I made ever, as well as the first gloves.

Ivan really really wants to go outside. He can't though because:
1. I signed a paper saying I wouldn't let him out.
2. He's not savvy enough to trust not to get hurt.
3. His long fur attracts sand spurs.

Ivan was adopted online from a Siberian rescue site. This a relatively new breed of cat in the U.S. and in addition to being sweet and incredibly soft, they are mostly hypoallergenic and they come when you call. Honestly if I call this cat, he will come 70 percent of the time. It has nothing to do with treats or any other bribe, it's just genetic.

The person who owned him before said he's a Grand Champion showcat but I have no way of verifying. He also said Ivan has no bad habits and this is true. His real name is Velikan.
The celery plate that my darling friends Cathy and Charlene helped me make for my part in the Thanksgiving dinner. I think it turned out well and I made dip (per their instructions) also.