what cones?

When I think about it, the traffic cones are a you-had-to-be-there kinda thing, so let's just say parking in this neighborhood is rough, and can necessitate the commission of a felony. If you have guests over and they have to leave for an errand and happen to steal traffic cones, peel back around here, and deposit them in a parking space, who are you to judge? And who are you not to smuggle away said cones for future use?

Ahem.

Moving right along, on Sunday the crafty crew and I went to Pasadena for lunch at a lovely new restaurant called Daisy Mint. I'm telling you this food was outta sight. And the decor -- so pretty.

Afterward, we went for knitting and dessert at the beautiful home of Mary Jo. Ellen, who planned this outing, has great photos, a fun round-up of the day, and proof that I actually do still knit.

And PS: Thanks for all the wonderful comments on my dress! I like it now. Thanks to you sweet people.