My husband, Mr. Fabulous himself, had to take a required knitting class for work. No really, he works for a needlework supply company. Having tried to show him how to finish a stitch a while ago, I had my doubts about his abilities. This is the man who still eats Sushi with a fork. Apparently, he just needed incentive. Now, I walk into the bedroom, and find him "getting a few rows in" before work. My day dreams about growing old together just got that much better.