Good thing I talked to Girlchild tonight. She's not on the poncho bandwagon, so if I'm going to make one, and I want one for myself, it's not going to be in that pink. I am pushing the fashion envelope with the poncho at my age, so if I'm going to go there at all it has to be a neutral and classic color. So I think the poncho will be reborn in chocolate brown cotton.

The stash has almost everything - last year I bought yarn from Elann that was purported to be worsted weight and all sure as hell looked sport weight to me - and among it was a really lovely rich brown cotton that would be soft and drapey as a poncho. The dainty pink poncho will be considered a nice, substantial swatch and then frogged. I'm usually too lazy to do a decent swatch, and now I've done five pattern repeats and know I actually like/can do this pattern, so it was not a wasted afternoon.

Frances has dropped to a Category 2, which is very good, but OTOH, the damn thing is still pointed at my house. I'm leaving for the Gilrchild's on Friday and have warned her that I may be there through Sunday night, depending on the storm's behavior. I will bring the dog and lots of knitting, and leave the cats with lots of crunchies and water. They are fat enough to live off their fat for a week, I'm pretty sure an extra 24 hours won't make any difference.

We do not need another storm here. I've been online all along and surfed through Charley as a minor inconvenience, but that's not at all typical for Central Florida. My son had no power for 8 days, and he's about 4 miles away. The people two blocks from here took a pine tree in the roof. The debris piles are everywhere, it'll take months to pick them all up, even in my "lucky" neighborhood. I had to drive to the other side of town, maybe 7 miles as the crow flies from my house, to a residential area to see a client today. I had to maneuver around so many closed streets, downed trees, work crews, detours, it took me 20 minutes of guessing and making turns to find an open path to his street. And they were not the hardest hit in the Orlando area, they are just "cursed" with an abundance of ancient, lovely trees. They aren't quite as cursed now.

We do not need Frances. Nobody does.