Last week, the weather turned very cold which reminded me of something I dreamed up for my 'to-do list' last Spring: Knit myself a soft cable scarf in green, my favoritest of colors. I drew up my own pattern & made a special trip to Jo-anns to find the softest yarn possible. That yarn has waited patiently all year & now, after ripping the stitches out, re-writing the pattern & starting over 3 times, it slowly & lovingly becomes the scarf I hope to wear for many winters to come...On the right arm of my recliner a pretty ball of yarn unravels as I knit. And snuggled between my knees, a sweet puppy watches me.And while she watches me, I watch a marathon (this is where the neurosis comes in) of CSI. I actually wake up early & watch it until far past my bedtime on both Friday & Saturday. It is Sunday afternoon now & I may finish the second season this evening. I can't stop. I am obsessed & my bloodshot eyes prove it. I love Grissom. Quiet, book smart, mysterious. Of all the CSI's on TV, he is my favorite.If you're familiar with Grissom's character, you know that he is a crossword fanatic, so when I needed a break from the knitting, I penned a crossword or two or four...by now, who is counting? I did manage to peel myself away to take puppers for her walks & go grocery shopping for Thanksgiving, in case you are getting worried about me. :) Ahh, I'm such a homebody.