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Five years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!

Sunday, July 29, 2007


This one is going up on my computer at work. I have been younger and prettier, but I have never been happier or *felt* more beautiful. This is, bar none, the best picture that has ever been taken of me. Which proves that the best cosmetic for a middle-aged woman is nothing you can buy in a store; it’s love and happiness, which frequently arrives in 8+-pound portions.

And here we have the proud papa and a very new proof of affection.

Secondborn, looking impossibly trim and radiant for a woman who’d had a baby only 12 hours earlier, with BittyBit and BittyBubba.

I finished the last row of the Lily of the Valley Border 1 on my Swallowtail, just before going to bed last night. This morning I’ve done two rows on Border 2. I hope to finish that border before I crash tonight.

I’ve taken a week’s vacation to help out chez Secondborn. They won’t need me for much; he’s a good cook as well as a good provider. Maybe they’ll let me help with the laundry? Last night I did get to hold BittyBubba while Secondborn showered and her hubby helped his brother get ready to move. I took over some refrigerated cookie dough and plan to bake cookies with BittyBit tomorrow morning.

I should have a finished, blocked shawl to wear to work when I go back on the 7th. And since I feel the first flutters of finishitis, I don’t think there’ll be much progress on anything other than my own packing until Swallowtail is done. I’d give you a progress shot, but there’s a stack of newspapers where I normally lay things out.

Though I am taking a sock to work on at church today.


Tola said...

Congrats again! i do love that photo of you. i have news too. email me and ill tell you. not posting it yet, due to fear of Fate.

Jo at Celtic Memory Yarns said...

You do look supremely lovely and happy in that picture. Make the most of it - he'll be growing soon...

And thank you for giving me a name for that sudden quickening of impatience when at last you can see the finishing line on a project. The first flutters of finishitis - yes, that's it exactly! Great when you get to it, isn't it?

Hope the last stages of Swallowtail go well. Trying to stop myself starting it before I finish Pomatomus, but not feeling particularly honourable...

Fiberjoy said...

Simply beautiful! You WILL have a large one made and framed, won't you?

How's BittyBubba doing, and even more important - how's Bittybit adjusting now that little brother has been around a few days?

My youngest was about two weeks old when his sister decided he'd been visiting long enough. She marched to the front door and opened it then turned to him and ordered, "Go home, Jun-jun."(Justin) She'd just turned two.

Isn't it a blessing to have the grandkids so close!

And blessings to you in your new role with the ministry at your ward!