Going home

Why is it that the trip home always seems much longer than the trip up? We left about 10 and got home at 7:30 p.m. with only two pit stops for lunch and gas.

I found this book at a used book store in Murphy's the day we went wine tasting. Actually, Mel spotted it on the discount table.

Although it's another light and fluffy knitting-themed book, this one is definitely better than "The Friday Night Knitting Club." Don't get me wrong, the premise is still pretty lame - a recently single girl joins a knitting circle in order to widen her social life while also learning a thing or two about life and love - but for some reason I can't stop reading it! For Chick Lit, it's not bad.