This project has been sitting in my yarn bin waiting on me to get unlazyfied. (Yes, that's a word I just made up, but it suits me.) I had the remaining yarn. I had the ribbon. I had the pattern. I just needed to knit it up. Then, finally my Easter Mood sprung upon me and I knit this baby up in just one day.
I blame my Husband for my lack of Easter mojo, because every year I get excited by all the baby chicks and ducks for sale and the Poultry Scientist in me strongly desires some for the eggs and meat and the cuteness, and then the Hubby always puts his foot down. Isn't that nice the way I can blame the Hubs for stuff?