Playing hooky?

I planned to go to the health club directly from the shop, but my body took me home instead. Mid afternoon tummy strangeness, followed by sore throat, chills and the need to nap. So, I slept for about 2 hours. Then the phone rang. Twice. I managed to ignore the first time but not the second. So here I am, reading the Harlot's blog and now, as a consequence, printing out another sweater pattern. Damn that woman! Well, not really. I say that with all the love I can muster for a strange woman living in Canada who makes me laugh to tears on a regular basis. The frustrating thing is, I cannot keep up (also read: 'finish') these things as fast as she can point out their existence to me. The good news is, the craft room has been purged of the evil TV so now, I might actually stand a chance of following a complicated pattern in there.

This sweater pattern is sooooooooo gorgeous!