So my Papa was in town yesterday, and we went to meet him for a late lunch/early dinner kind of thing. (I kept wanting to say "lupper" but it sounded too much like "leper" - not too appetizing for a meal!) Anyhoo. We had a lovely visit, as we always do. It's especially entertaining for me when Mr.Q can join us, as he and Dad both like to "hold court," as it were...so I get to sit & knit, and listen to them both wax on (and off) about work, music, world politics, and if the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings....
(They're both pretty smart, knowledgeable, and articulate, so it's not exactly a chore to listen! Just for the record.)
Anyway. I'm sitting across the table from them, and I realize: "Hey! Look at that! They're both wearing the sweaters that I knit for them!" A warm-fuzzy knitterly moment of the best kind.
They are so sneaky!
And so serious!
And in today's WTF moment, an image from Dad's hotel room. I have Inigo Montoya in my head: I don't think that sticker means what you think it means!