Secret Project

It's a sweater for Barrett. I have no idea if it will fit, or if I will even finish it in time for Christmas. And don't worry, it will have sleeves. I would never expect my nephew to wear a dorky sweater vest. Although I fully expect him to put this on at least once so I can see pictures. They can then hide it in a drawer. I am going to be that aunt who sends their nephew a horrible hand-knitted sweater every year. Ha ha ha!!!

And does anyone have any idea what I can do about the lighting in our apartment to make these pictures look better? I hate the way things look with the built-in flash, but no matter how many lights I turn on, everything always looks yellow.

 

Moving!

Not physically, but virtually. I've decided with the easy accessibility provided by the internet, all someone needs to do to track me down is google my name and they can be directed to my blog, given that the address is my name. I don't particularly care if random people read my blog, it's frankly not that interesting. But now that I'm handing out my business card to all of my patients, I'd prefer they not be able to read about my trials and tribulations with merely a click of the mouse. So I'm changing addresses. I know it won't protect me completely, but if it keeps my blog from showing up on a google search, then that is good.

Email me for the new location... tracy.tylee@gmail.com