doing knitted gifts for my friend Joseph and my mom for their birthdays. For Joseph, the Palindrome mentioned before, in Forest Floor; we stood in Walmart and picked it out. For my mom, fingerless mitts, with a ribbed wrist and a short row thumb, in a yarn that Anna gave me that I have no idea what it is, but it's heathered rose pink.
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