A creepy story, a success, some flowers, and a brief failure

First, the creepy story. This was told to my friend Lynn and me as we were enduring our Friday version of our M-W-F self-torture (also known as exercise) at our community building.

A secretary in the town office half-awoke a couple of nights ago and realized her hand was resting on something cool and slimey. She started to go back to sleep, but her brain clicked in and she knew something just wasn't right. She leaped out of bed, turned on the light, and found a snake in bed with her.

Luckily the snake was dead. Her cat had killed it and brought the trophy to the secretary's bed to show her his prowess, I guess.

The secretary lived to tell about it. I'm not sure I would have.

Peasy is officially done, as you can see above and below. I sewed on her buttons yesterday.

It's fun to go into my gardens now with new flowers in bloom almost daily. Right now it's these amazing lilies that I'm all agog at. The plant is heavy with buds, so I'm hoping to see blossoms like this for days to come.

And finally, the brief failure, again. Have you ever been driving right along and missed a turn-off? That's what I did with the Mondo cable pulli. I was knitting up a storm after having raveled it, as I mentioned in my last post. Suddenly, as before, a direction made sense to me. I was supposed to have joined the two front sections, to form the "v" of the v-neck, about ten rows back.

More raveling ensued, but it didn't take me long to get back to where I'd been. Then I put the sleeve stitches onto holders, so I'm now knitting in the round. Progress is being made! But now that I've bragged about it, I'll probably find another glaring error soon and have to back-track again.

Mother Nature has promised us a perfect Fourth of July weekend, and so far she's delivering on that promise. Sunny, very warm, but some humidity moving in as the weekend progresses. The humidity I'd just as soon do without, but the rest of it I'll take.

Below is the Mondo pulli after its most recent raveling. Why I take pictures of train wrecks, I don't know. I have a morbid need to memorialize them, I guess.

Have a wonderful holiday weekend. Aren't we fortunate to be living in such a great country, even though it has a few warts? I wouldn't trade places with anyone.