And only one in timeout (the wee Aran for one of the dolls). I have cast on and worked the first portion of WendyKnits’ Mystery Shawlette. The next section comes out tomorrow.
Saturday night I finished tinking Willow’s shawlette, which is SusannaIC’s Annis.
And yesterday I found the right combination of pattern and gauge for the hat which Fourthborn’s Fiancé requested.
There are tater tots in the oven for the first portion of my breakfast. Lunch is packed. I’ve carried out the recycling and trash which accumulated over the weekend.
I listened to two podcasts and an NPR interview on the iPod last night. Got a great nap after church and went to bed about 1:00 this morning. So far, so good.
Prayers for the new guy for today. He’s having some medical testing, and we all hope that they figure out what the [probably minor but extremely annoying] problem is so they can fix it.
Mmm, the house smells really good. The timer must be about ready to go off.
And if it’s not obvious, my emotional dipstick is registering at a higher level this week. Thank you for your prayers and positive thoughts. Ditto the great conversations over the weekend. And the hugs.
Oh, one last thing. I am not going to the dance on Saturday, because my least-favorite DJ is in charge, so the chances of my finding something danceable are slim to none, and the irritation I would feel over that far outweighs the pleasure I would feel at seeing the new guy. I’ve let him know precisely why I won’t be there, and I posted a so sorry, something’s come up note on the group billboard. I think I might go see Thor next Saturday night.
The KLUNK’s you just heard were at least two of my children, fainting.
- 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!