I'm still fighting with the pink wrap. I've screwed up royally (about 20 rows to rip back) and therefore, it's in time out. Really, every time I think I've got things under control, I pour a glass of wine or six, and then things go pear-shaped.
Coincidence? I think not? Will I stop drinking wine? Not bloody likely.
However, I wanted to move on to a quick, easy project that would give me a sense that I have accomplished something. I thought I would make some socks for my newest nephew. These will be too small for him, but I'm sure there will be another baby in my circle of friends and family eventually (cough, January, cough).
They are adorable, and only took me about four hours.