There's some sort of powerful Force Field laziness that's keeping me from snapping pictures of the oh-so-nearly-finished Panera Throw. But whatever this Force Field is apathy, it seems to require a woman stronger than me to conquer it. I'll try again tomorrow empty promise.
And by the way, my maternal grandmother invented the word "snarky." She used it since I was a little girl, whenever I acted up. "Don't get all snarky, now," she'd admonish me. So I claim snarky for Nama.