It's a freakishly warm, sunny 50 degree day in mid-December. My best friend is in town. I have the next four days off.
And of course there's this freshly-turned heel.
Plus, we're heading out to IKEA in a few hours.
I was completely and perfectly content with how my birthday was shaping up and really thought it couldn't get any better. When suddenly my best friend - my resolutely non-knitting best friend - uttered the magic words:
"Will you teach me how to knit?"