- Four 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!
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
No time for apostrophes. Mount Washmore? Done. Traffic court? Headed there. Skipping Knit Night tonight in favor of an extra session at the temple. Possibly dinner or dessert with the new guy, before or after. Still at a loss for what to knit next, but the beading is coming along nicely. And the emails back and forth have been warm and witty and kind. I was up way too late last night. This will be a Cherry Coke day. Life is good.