Tonight I worked on crocheting a chemo hat in camo yarn. My daughter sat next to me and worked on a crocheted scarf in mostly black yarn with some color highlights thrown in there for good measure.
I'm using one of those new fangled crochet hooks with an aluminium shaft inserted into a bamboo handle. The bamboo is so smooth and slippery I kept losing my grip on it. I think I finally have it figured out, but I am tempted to sand the handle and wrap it in some sort of friction tape.
I gave my daughter one of the oil paintings I actually did in college when I was pregnant with her. I told her about it and she said, "Oh I remember that painting." I asked if she wanted it and she said yes. I'm glad at least one of my paintings is going to a place where it will be appreciated. So we gave it a good vaccuuming, cleaned the frame and got it ready to go to it's new home.