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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!

Monday, February 21, 2011

Random acts of sinus.

So there I was, happily snoozing away, when all of a sudden I woke up to the Parting of the Red Sea inside my head. It feels as if the ants are marching, one by one, pausing every so often to kick one of those itty bitty hairs that triggers a fit of sneezing.

This would probably be a good time to rifle through the pile of coats and sweaters on the end of the couch, to see if there is one last unopened box of tissues lurking underneath.

In happier news, the latest missionary hat is finished, and I will be within blocks of their apartment after work tonight, so I can deliver it in case the weather man really knew what he was talking about when he said it would be getting colder again.

But wait, there’s more. Fourthborn texted me yesterday afternoon to say that the faceup was finished, and I could pick up my new doll anytime. Which I did, about an hour later.

I had been holding off on a name until I could see her in ready-to-be-played-with form. I bought her with the intent that she would be “Hope” or “Charity”, but she is neither, nor is she “Joy”. Although she is thankfully neither sad nor pouty, she is also insufficiently perky to be any of the lighter virtues. But she is just perfect for “Temperance”; I knew I could rely on both my daughter’s talent and her intuition.

If you are a Facebook friend, you can see Temperance in the new cover page of the “Dolls” album, with a close-up shot at the end. Those pictures will also be featured in the post on my doll blog tomorrow. And she will be going to work with me today, in the Ken outfit that Fourthborn sent her home in: a T-shirt and bermuda shorts.

Fourthborn solved the lack-of-eyes problem by sending Temperance home with a pair of lilac glass eyes. And I can see that I am going to have to update the eyes on all the other dolls, in process of time, because glass eyes look so much more realistic than the acrylic ones I am used to.

There are some interesting developments ahead, according to the new guy. He is preparing to pick up the pace of the courtship/winnowing process. I do know which of us petri dishes I would prefer to be the next one voted off the island. [Hint: it’s not me.] What I am praying for, is a generous scoop of wisdom all around. I can’t imagine liking and respecting and trusting any man more than I do him, but if that is how it is meant to be, all I can say is Oh wow, can’t wait.

And in the meantime, there is knitting. Today I will get back to work on the Chutzpah-sized sweater prototypes while pondering ones for Honor and Temperance. [I found a new tissue box.] Life is good.

1 comment:

nekokoi said...

..this Fourthborn person sounds pretty awesome. xD

i'm glad Temperance is settling in so easily though.