Currently working on:  http://www.bernat.com/freebabykimono/

I have the two front pieces finished.  I love the yarn.  Big surprise.  I'm a sock-a-holic knitter anyway.

If you're a knitter...  have you every really realized that knitting is the ultimate distraction to those impossible or uncomfortable moments?  Someone saying something you don't like?  "Darn!  I just dropped a stitch....hang on."  On the other hand, it keeps my idle brazen temper on hold while I'm listening to someone's problem.  I.e.  I'm a better listener/problem solver with knitting in my hands.  It also provides a soothing atmosphere to the non-knitter interacting with me.

Case in point:  Talk about flies with honey.  The kids are magnets for me and my knitting.  As soon as I pick up the needles, here come the precious questions to life's greater battles.

Wouldn't trade it for the world.

On the other hand, I'm reminded of several uncomfortable situations I was forced to participate in.  Knitting becomes my comforter.  I park in a shady place where I can stay for awhile, and I concentrate on my next piece of knitting.  People understand this about me and my neuorsis.  They don't find it awkward to come up and speak to me--it gives them a topic other than weather to begin without feeling tense.  Consequently, I'm vain enough about my knitting that I am pleased to talk about it, even with those I am also tense with.

So...  knitting makes me a better person.  Period.