I dreamed I flew to the wrong city for a class, and biked across Lake Washington

[infryq]

Yesterday M and A left, and I spent most of the day knitting. I finished
the long slog and there’s only the hip shaping and the hem left, and
weaving in ends.

P and D went on an adventure to find a copy of Cricket, a children’s
literature magazine; alas no luck.

G made popovers to go with the leftover oxtails and they turned out
beautifully, if a little short, even though he used half whole wheat flour.
I bet a little extra wheat gluten would have lifted them back up to
standard though.