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Chatted briefly with NintendoMan before I went and bent the Sabbath over at Secondborn’s yesterday morning. I needed to wash out a few things and have been too sick/tired/sick-and-tired to do so at the laundromat. So I did a quick load while the kids were at church, on the chance that this respiratory yuck is contagious. [My nurse friend says clear = allergies, but I am taking no chances around my Bitties.]

He is still getting over his cold, the one he got when he went up to Utah for his son’s wedding, but was feeling much better.

And I had every intention of going to church after my Sabbath-bending, but I spent almost every minute at the kids’ house honking and sneezing. So I texted Bishop and called my counselors and put everything into somebody else’s capable hands.

And I went back to bed, setting the alarm (I thought) for 2:00 so I could doctor my foot ~

(it just occurs to me that I have a flourishing case of hoof and nose disease!)

~ but forgot to push the button, so I slept until 3:28. And then it was a matter of staying awake until 10:00 so I could doctor my foot again.

NintendoMan sent me a cause link on Facebook. I played the video all the way through so my vote would count, but since my speakers are wonky, I caught maybe one word in 20. I am officially viewer #98,460, or maybe it was 98,640. I’ve slept since then. So I googled the speech, and here it is in text format. Definitely worth your time.

The first sock is sneaking up on completion. I have shifted from brainless stockinette to 2x2 ribbing and am fixin’ to move up one needle size for the big gallop to the finish line. Sometime this week I should finish the sock and get the second one on the needles. Right now I am knitting fuchsia/magenta and loving it! I think Noro-San has outdone himself with this colorway (255A).

After a week of too-much-time-online, I am pretty well tired of Mahjongg at the AARP website, although it is a reasonably efficient way to use up time in five minute increments. I also read last April’s issue of Real Simple. And the current issue of Bon Appetit. And the new Patternworks yarn catalogue, which I enjoyed and then dropped into the recycling bag, so as not to tempt me beyond my ability to resist. Thanks to the generosity of my children, I have enough new yarn to keep me in projects/entertainment for most if not all of the year; we will not discuss my stash.

This just in from REM Central: I do believe I slept all night without any argument from various body parts! That would be almost seven hours of uninterrupted sleep, not counting yesterday’s nap. I think we need to call the Guinness people.

And to close on a whimsical note: part of having a year’s supply of food that will sustain life (or working toward having one) is the necessity to rotate the contents of same. So yesterday, in that spirit [and also because I didn’t make it to the store to buy more milk on Saturday] I mixed up half a gallon of instant milk, which is what we (mostly) raised the girls on, before and after we had the goats, until I became pregnant with LittleBit and the skin on my elbows started cracking because I wasn’t getting enough fat in my diet.

I just washed down three leftover pigs in blankets with a couple thimblefuls of that stuff. Fourthborn’s Fiancé calls it S-P-A-M: Something Passing As Milk. Now, I am the queen of 2% and 1% and all the better for it. But oye, ladies, I now officially apologize to you for laughing because you prefer whole milk. I want to take Firstborn’s hot tub and fill it with Irish cream [not the Bailey’s sort; the kind that comes from cows] and roll around in it.

Bleagh!

I think you may take it as a given that there will be lots and lots of baking chez Ravelled this week, because I will not simply pour it out into the compost pile.

Bleagh! And did I mention, bleagh!