If Not for Knitting

I swear, if I didn't knit, I wouldn't have a social life. Both excursions out in public this week, outside of work, are knitting related. Tuesday was a dinner before the Guild meeting at Tank Neighborhood Sushi, with a few fellow members. This has been a little tradition that we started last year. It's fun to try new restaurants, that normally doesn't happen in my world with the Man. Tank is superb, by the way. This same group has a dinner out during Stitches Midwest, for the last three years or so. Tonight, if I last that long, it's my KIP group at Alliance Bakery. This might be what I'll work on there. It's Mr. Ben, which will be a huge sock monkey, from Two Old Bags. I'm actually further along from when the photo was taken. The body is completed, and I've started one of the long legs. The provisional stitches will be where the red monkey butt is knit. He'll have a hat, and I had the wacky idea of doing a mini Sunflower Tam. I've knit five of them so far.
We're fighting off illness at the Lucky Penny household. I had a cold last week, gave it to the Man, who was really hit hard. He's been home for the last five days. Now I might be getting it back. I'm doing asprin and Airborne to try to thwart it. Let's not talk about the unpacking.