Converting hanks to balls, it is safe to say, is not my strong suit.
My yarn (Rowan Summer Tweed) arrived today for the groovy little scarf I'm going to make for the Boy's teacher who is leaving at Easter. It's going to be some form of Winnie Shih's Swiss Cheese Scarf, if I can ever get the yarn untangled. It's a metaphor for my life really - starting out with good intentions, quickly descending into chaos, but ultimately, miraculously, resolving itself into something not entirely crap. *rolls eyes*