H is for

Hurrah!  Aaron from my SnB completed his first project: a scarf.  He says he’s not going to knit anything else, but we’ll see, we’ll see.

H is for Harry Potter:  I saw the movie today and enjoyed it, and I’m all weepy right now from finishing the final book a few minutes ago.  Don’t take my weepiness as any kind of spoiler.

H is for husband.  I like mine very much, indeed.

H is for hangovers, of which I haven’t had one in years and years and years.  The last one was bad enough to swear off excessive imbibing of alcohol ever again.

H is for Harris Tweed, which I think is quite swank.

H is not for random, which is what I’ve been tonight.