Deep freeze

I'm afraid I don't have much of interest to say this evening. It's -8 F outside and I've barely left the house for two days, just going out to shovel snow and rescue Oliver from having to take the bus home. It doesn't make for exciting blog posts: "Today I drank five cups of tea and wore my Capilene thermals!" But the Olympic knitting is progressing nicely and I have high hopes, though there may be a last-minute sprint to the finish involving all the 1x1 rib stitch on the button band.

I had to take a break from watching the Olympics, though. The ice-dancing costumes. Ow, my eyes!