I'm not arrrrrghing in the usual way.

I'm busy prepping for the Singlehanded TransPac, dealing with Mom's illness and Joans issues with that, and occasionally practicing for Highland Games. There are six yards of Gray Stewart and Six yards of Lindsay tartan sitting in my room and five yards of digital camo AND I hear I'm getting three yards of double-width Hall Tartan for a special occasion and I have NO TIME to make anything from them. None. Zero. Zip in the time department.

Arrrrrgh.