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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!

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

“Work is love made visible.”

Thank you, Brother Gibran. This is Chemo Cap the First, in a reasonable depiction of its color.



Here is a detail of the braided hatband. The color is definitely off. The pattern is Coronet, from Knitty.



And here are all of my KnitPicks Shadow laceweight yarns bought in the last couple of months, supplemented by Rebecca’s laceweight leftovers in sundry fibers, and the pale yellow Misti Alpaca Lace I bought from Tola, and the last little dab of Shadow in a discontinued green (fourth from the left, in front; it’s what I used for Chutzpah’s sweater and its clone).



So, tonight I will be at the temple for the new guy’s ward temple night, at his invitation. And I will give him Chemo Cap the First. And two cartoons from my friend Candayce’s desk calendar at work, which are fishing-related. And a bushel of hugs, before and after the temple session.

I tried to go to bed somewhat early last night, because tonight will be a long one. His ward’s session does not begin until 8:00, finishing around 9:30, which gets me home sometime between 10:30 and 11:00. To be repeated tomorrow night for my regular temple service assignment. I wonder if I can sneak in a nap between 5:00 and 8:00?

I am hoping that inspiration or revelation smacks him upside the head tonight [what? the Almighty doesn’t thimp you sometimes? happens to me, a lot!] and gives him a definitive answer to the $64,000 question. Or tells him how to phrase the question so that he gets an answer he can recognize. Even if it’s to marry the other petri dish.

This is her night to serve in the temple. I know what I want. I think I know what she wants. [And she’s my friend, and I love her, and I want her to be happy.]

Tonight is only a quasi-date. He’s cooking dinner for me on Saturday, before the dance. And I’ve invited him to my ward’s temple session on Saturday morning, but I think that will depend upon how tonight goes, and upon his energy level.

I have to finish by razzing my children. I texted Lark last night to see when she would be home, so I could take her her last-year’s birthday present (the finished Oslo Walk shawlette by SusannaIC, much oohed and aahed over at Knit Night). She was at a concert. With three of my daughters. Which concert, you ask? Britney Spears and Nicki Minaj.

Really? [On the other hand, we’re supposed to be kind to the sick and the afflicted, so maybe I should look at this in the light of doing-unto-others and as your collective semi-random-acts-of-kindness for the day. Britney’s kids are likely to need therapy, and Ms. Minaj was beaten up by some guy in Dallas the night before the concert.] This is how you spend your hard-earned money? And you think I’m a little crazy for collecting dolls?

Oh my. I think I’m having a fit of the vapors. Somebody pass me my smelling salts!

4 comments:

nekokoi said...

hush, you, it was an awesome concert! xD

totally love you.

Sherry said...

Britney Spears?? Really?? They definitely need some kind of therapeutic intervention. Perhaps dolls for everyone?

I love you! I was at the temple this afternoon with my mom and it was wonderful.

Bonnie said...

Yeah, Ashley asked me if I wanted to come along and I just raised my eyebrows at her until she said, "I didn't think so, but it was worth a try".

Jenni said...

First of all I got the tickets for $20 each (plus fees) so it wasn't like I paid the ridiculous asking proce of $90 for our tickets at the top of AAC. Second of all I could have cared less about any of it other than Britney. It was a concert that was worth about $30 and since that is what we paid...
It was a fab way to spend an evening with my kid and two of my siblings!
(But still wasn't as good as Ke$ha)