There's an old corollary to Murphy's Law that says you can make a system foolproof, but you can't make it damnfoolproof.
Le damnfool, c'est moi.
Yesterday, with consummate skill, I located and slipped through a loophole in the Café Press system that allowed me with one click to delete every single item in my shop.
If I only I could extend such a feat of legerdemain to the staff in my office.
Anyhow, I spent about an hour banging my face against the desk, and then decided to suck it up and look at this as a much-needed opportunity to renovate. I never expected the shop to grow the way it has, and it has the gangly look of a teenage girl still wearing her Osh Kosh overalls after a growth spurt.
Rebuilding will be gradual, as I'm just a touched swamped at present. Everything that was there before will be back, either the same or improved. I've already introduced something new that I hope will give you giggle. I'm afraid it may be tough to read at a size that will fit in here, so click it for a larger view if your eyesight ain't what it used to be.
All these signs, by the way, are actual designs in use along American highways. As with so many other things, however, I feel one should be a knitter to appreciate them fully.