I just amused myself by rereading last year's entries in the blog. I now understand its value: it reminds me of random bits of my past. Like the coughing crud. Or why the red socks ended up being for my younger son when they were clearly styled for my older son.
In other news, I'm tired and I have to cut 10 girls from the volleyball team by Thursday.
I have too many WIPs to count, but the most important ones are these:
Mittens for RK (styled like Druid Mittens but with different cables, about 50% done)
Socks for my mother (yep, they're still not done. They spent almost a year under my dresser in their little bag.)
Mittens for DL
Red Scarf (for the Red Scarf Project)
I was just trying to remember that last great thing I cooked but I can't remember!