Alieviating my catholic conscience...

Apparently the "receiving of the yarn guilt" paid off. I finished up the second cable/ribbed wrist warmer last night while watching the new BattleStar with the o-so-cute-boyfriend and wove in the ends this morning. Now I can cast on a new pair in the Pima Silk which feels like it's going to be a dream to work with. I think I'm going to start with the pinky-colour as a reward to myself. Can anyone believe that I haven't knit anything in pink (for myself or anyone else) since I started getting back into knitting last year?! I mean, pink is MY COLOUR!