Still feeling a little queasy and a little achy. So perhaps I did have some sort of bug rather than having been attacked by something I ate.
I have started a new sock. It may be the world's ugliest sock. The yarn looks lovely in the skein...happy, happy yellow with bits of bright colors...red and green and pink and purple and...grey?...anyway, it looks all happy and bright and playful. And it's knitting up in rawther garish bright stripes. Pictures this afternoon, perhaps.
Haven't made the fifth stab at the Red Scarf. I may try to work on that this evening.
And baby Alexandra's sweater is languishing. Alas.