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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!

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Random Bits

Blogger gives you the option of answering random questions and posting them on your profile. [I probably ought to check mine and update it.] I accidentally found this one on Firstborn’s blog:

RANDOM QUESTION: “For your birthday, your aunt gave you a maple syrup dispenser shaped like a rooster. Please write her a thank-you note:”

HER ANSWER: “Dear Myrtle, Thank you for the rooster shaped syrup dispenser. I hope it is microwave and dishwasher safe. I would hate for anything to happen to this priceless heirloom due to [1BDH’s] careless dishwashing skills. This matches the egg shaped salt and pepper shakers you sent previously. Hope all is well at the retirement center. We will be sending mom to join you in a few years! Love, [Firstborn]”

(1) They will have to catch me first, and (2)this is why some species eat their young.

Re: this morning’s Facebook status: Got on the elevator at lunchtime yesterday, sock in hand. On the ride back up, met another knitter. “Are you on Ravelry?” “Yes!!” and she scrawls her name on a piece of paper and hands it to me as she steps off. [While the men on the elevator are vewwy, vewwy quiet...] That was so much fun! It’s always great to find a kindred spirit, and it’s also fun to find an elevator car full of lawyers at a loss for words.

I have been remiss; here are the readings for yesterday and today. December 17: The Lamanite prophet Samuel prophesied to the wicked Nephites about Christ’s birth and death in Hel. 14. And December 18: Read the Prophet Joseph Smith’s testimony of the Savior in D&C 76:19-24, 40-42.

I’ve finished the gusset shaping on Willow’s sock. Now for the grand gallop down to the toes. I have Hook in the VCR and am taking a quick break to refuel. This is the point in a project where eating, sleeping, and work become a distraction. Finish-itis has definitely set in! [One of my friends in Fredericksburg used to say that every man who thinks he is a good dad, should watch Hook from time to time.]

If I did not have a dance tonight, I would stay on the couch until this sock is done. And I am likely to begrudge every second I spend on the road today, as taking me away from my goal.

On the other hand, this is my fortune from the dinner on Thursday night: A new friend helps you break out of an old tradition. The new guy would certainly qualify as a new friend, right? And I have been single (as in post-married single) for 2 + 12.75 years of my life; roughly a quarter of my life would certainly seem to be a tradition, right?

So I’ll go to the dance tonight, and I’ll take Willow’s mostly-finished sock with me, and if Tevye should pop in, bellowing “Tradition!”, I’ll tell him to stuff a [handknitted] sock in it.


nekokoi said...

xD life could always use more references to musicals..

Jenni said...