The Internet. And cable. Are out.
Six horrifying words, yes?
Apparently a dump truck backed out of a driveway with its dumper part in the dumping position...so it was quite a bit higher than usual. And it tore down the wires providing internet and cable to a big swath of my city.
At 3:30am I woke up fretting. The Internet! The Cable! What if it isn't back by Saturday for the Stanford game! What about PROJECT RUNWAY?? And I got up and wonder of wonders, it was back.
So all is well in the world.
The fair isle bag is going well, although I do tend to pull a bit tightly sometimes. But my moose looks good. Or. My reindeer looks good. Which is it? Moose or Reindeer? What do you think?