Monday, September 21, 2009

Ok, what my kids say...

When we were moving from our last apartment to our new house we moved some small items in before we actually moved. Michael was 3 and 1/2 almost and one night he came in to the kitchen after letting out a particularly heartwrenching wail..."Mommy- I left my dresser at the big house!" (I had taken 2 weeks worth of clothes out for him) I showed him where the new clothes were and all was right in his little world again.

When Alex was 2 his favorite thing to say was,"Oh, cool! Mom, thanks!" Usually this was for the middle of the night glass of water and I would go back to my room chuckling.

What funny things did your kids say as little ones, I'd love to hear them!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Deadlines

Ok, so I have been crocheting this blanket and am very close to my deadline and I remember why I dislike making blankets to order. There is no life very close to a deadline. Not just spiritually- I have no life when I am close to a deadline! My whole life becomes the blanket, and then laundry and dishes and maybe we will scrounge something to eat! It is the pits.

Why am I up at the unGodly hour of 5am? Because I have a sick kid and have woken up 4 times in the last 3 hours to him getting sick. I'm just waiting him out now. Can't crochet when I'm the only one taking care of the poor dear.
Thanks for listening to my middle of the night rant!

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Time to crochet again! Yippee!

Hi all! Well, after a restful week at the in-laws and the fair, I had 2 crazed back to school weeks and now it is time to crochet. You see, I do not crochet in the summer if I can help it at all. but it is recently my favorite past time. I love the feel of yarn between my fingers, and to watch the blanket or scarf growing as I watch it. I love picking out the colors and changing things in the middle. My new favorite yarn is TLC Baby Amor`e for the baby blankets, and TLC amore for the adult blankets! Soft to the touch and vibrant colors! I also have a soft spot for homespun yarns. They stir the creative side of my heart. Last year I started making "scrap yarn blankets" which are made with left over yarn- which crafters call scrap yarn because they do not have enough to make a full project out of it. My wonderful, ordered, faithful and supportive husband did not like this as much as the old way. He liked the colors, and was very encouraging about that, but not the lack of symmetry. It cracked me up! In some ways we are so opposite. His love of symmetry clashes with my love of the random look. And I am still making my regular blankets, so never fear symmetry and order will still exist, but I love scrap yarn blankets more.

Sometimes I feel like my life is a scrap yarn blanket. A little bit of this person, time spent in that town, a summer with this group of friends at camp, a brief friendship with this one and a lasting friendship with the other. A childhood fling with these, but a lifetime love of one. All of these events have come together to help create my perceptions of life, the universe and everything. I am greatful for each and everyone who has been on this journey with me- even if you were the college roommate who made life not the funnest, or the kid who picked on me as a child- you have helped me to become who I am.