Believe it or not, there has been progress on this shawl.

This is approximately 19 of the 31 repeats done, although I will be doing as many repeats as I can get out of this yarn because I do not want to waste one spare inch of it. The pattern is extremely easy to memorize, so most of the time the pattern stays in my knitting basket. What I am NOT looking forward to is kitchnering all of the stitches across this shawl; the bottom border is stitched to it like closing the toe on a sock, and I manage to screw THAT up enough that it should be very, very interesting to complete the same maneuver on something like 100+ stitches. Of lace. Maybe I should just give up while I'm ahead. I did manage to finish a sock:

Only one, though, so don't get too excited. I haven't even cast on for the second sock. I'm loving the colors, and there is something about the red toe that just delights my little sock knitting heart. They are totally obnoxious and loud, and they will be put away to be used as my Christmas socks. I try to knit a pair of socks for myself for Christmas morning every year. I obviously got a jump on it this year, since it is only Spring (as is evidenced by my AWESOME PLANT THAT I NURSED BACK TO LIFE AFTER ALMOST KILLING IT).

I'm just a leeetle bit proud of that damn plant. I bought it, transferred it to that pot, and it promptly lost all of its flowers. Since I absolutely suck at plants, I figured that I had killed it, but I kept tending to it anyway, and it absolutely exploded into flowers last week. I will take it with us to the apartment that we'll be living in to decorate whatever patio we have, and then hopefully it will make it long enough to get transferred into our new home sometime later in the year. This gives me hope that maybe, just maybe, I can keep other plants alive, too. I've managed thus far with kids; plants shouldn't be all that much harder, right?