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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!

Monday, February 13, 2017

I go blogging ... after midnight ... in the moonlight, just the way I used to do.

With apologies to Patsy Cline. It was a good day. Other than waking around 2:00 for a comfort call, then realizing that I was suddenly ravenous, and puttering online for an hour while that snack settled. I got another five hours of sleep, and since I took my shower last night I had the freedom to putter all morning until it was time to get dressed for church.

My appetite is a little funky on Sundays, no matter which block of meetings I'm attending. It always takes me a couple of months to figure out just how much to eat before church in order not to "walk, and not faint". Did manage to get the balance right this time.

Spent some time cleaning up my inbox, finding new and interesting websites, and setting up a couple of Evernote notebooks or pages.

Church was even better than usual. The music fit with the sacrament talks, the teachers were well-prepared, and because I had studied last week, I was able to add mes deux centimes.

My young friend E remembered to bring her doll to church today, and I'm hoping to return said doll to her next Sunday with a hat, jacket or sweater, and pants or leggings. It's a baby doll, so no mature curves to work around, praise be.

I held up a finished baby sock against the doll's head before casting on, and it looks as if my estimation was reasonably accurate. I subsequently measured the circumference of the head and the distance over the crown from earlobe to earlobe, decided what sort of decreases I want and how many rows that will take. I've worked three rounds of K2P2 ribbing and it should be fairly easy to reverse-engineer how deep the ribbing should be.

It's a hair after midnight, poppets, and while I took a short nap this afternoon, my body is saying Done. Be good, and remember Whose you are.

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