UFO UPDATE:   
eh.  Nothin' new.  I finished the gusset decreases, and I'm just knitting aimlessly towards the toes of the socks, and this feels like it takes forever.  It's excellent TV knitting, or waiting-room knitting, or horrible-traffic-jam-car-is-in-park knitting.

Yes, I did some horrible-traffic-jam-car-is-in-park knitting, not long ago.  Actually, true story, I was headed to Big Out Of Town University (BOOT-U!) to retrieve Thing 1 for the weekend, and along the way, apparently there was a tree that fell across the 4 lane road (and, unfortunately, across the nose of a minivan, though there did not appear to be anyone hurt).  Just a random tree-down experience, too, because there was no thunderstorm or wind.  Odd.  Blocked the entire road, and there was nothing to do but cut the car off, sit and knit.  I got the heels turned on these very socks.  I think I was the only person on the road that wasn't cursing.

This is why I carry along my knitting, folks:  my knitting keeps me from feeling frustrated by unavoidable delays.  I don't knit because I'm patient.  I knit because I'm NOT patient.  (pop quiz:  who made that observation first?  It isn't original to me.  It came from Elizabeth Zimmerman, or the Yarn Harlot, or somebody like that.  Go.  Find out.  If you post the answer in a comment, and it turns out to be true, I will give you a gold star and name you Knitting Trivia Champion for the week.)

No picture of the socks today, because they really look about the same as they did last week.  A little longer, but otherwise, unimpressively unchanged.  If you need to look at them, just look at the old picture and pretend like it is

HERE.