I thought (hoped!) that perhaps I would get a lot of knitting done on Friday. You see, I have a daughter who is an Irish dancer. St. Patrick's Day is therefore spent on the road driving from location to location for "dance-out" performances. We started at 8:00 a.m at a local all boys school (our most appreciative audience!) and ended at 8:30 p.m. at a St. Patrick's Day dinner at a church. I drove back and forth through the valley and the kids enjoyed the DVD player in the new car, using it to watch Holes. My son came along even though he no longer dances, but he somehow managed to enjoy himself while surrounded by girls in curls, makeup and glitter. Hmmm... It was a L-O-N-G day and fun, but I had really hoped that while my daughter was doing this:
that I could be knitting.
But, alas, it was not to be. I got a few rows in here and there on this:
And did actually manage to get the correct number of stitches cast on for the German Clock Vest:
But other than that the day was spent watching some really good Irish dancing!
A late "Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Daoibh!"