Assassinated

I've been assassinated in Sock Wars (big sigh here). Assassin Opus, who is blogless, killed me off with a pair of maize & blue Socks of Doom. He also sent me the cutest photo he took of the socks-in-progress while he was at Cirque du Soleil, and a little swag from the souvenier shop. Oh well, at least I went out in grand style.

I'm waiting to receive socks-in-progress from North Vancouver's 5 And A Beagle, and will be forwarding them on to Opus for completion. If your name is Amy and your blog is iheartknitting, you just got a little reprieve.