does flag etiquette require that I bring in the flag during a snowstorm? Immediately after I took this picture a bit of wind came along and all of that snow dropped off.

Winter on Long Island has been a dull affair this year. There has been no significant snow fall until now. I enjoy a good snow and was griping about our namby-pamby weather.

Naturally I have a busy weekend planned! Cara is coming out for one final visit before motherhood rains down upon her head and my bff of 35 years is going to be here too. Mary has been hearing stories of all my new blogging friends and wants to meet one of you mythical beasts! ; ) Our little party doesn’t start until tomorrow and this storm should be out of here by then. So today I will proceed with the cleaning and baking plan.

one more thing ….. some excitement is in the works over on Vicki’s baby shower blog!

45<50

I thought I would share with you a small funny – do you remember this policeman pig mug from my Pig a Day series? Well, he sits next to my knitting chair and holds all kinds of crafty things, Chibis, stitch markers, crochet hooks, scissors etc.

Do you see what D#2 did to him? She took a stitch marker and gave him a nose ring! Now he looks like one of the Village People! She’s a wiseguy that one. I must admit, I find it very funny and also somehow oddly fitting – he seems happier, more at peace with himself.

and how about a big WOW for all of those birthday wishes!!!! you guys are the best! I had a great day – Boar has informed me that the shipment on my present was delayed, so I will have to regale you with prezzies pictures at a later date.

I have been explaining to everyone my theory on becoming 45. When you turn 40, you know that you have hit a number. That somehow a shift has occurred. However, you are so newly arrived in this position, this age, that is almost seems like pretending.

For example, a kindergartener or first grader is technically in the school system, but they are so young, so cute that it hardly seems serious. Sure they have homework and they are learning – but it’s all so darling that it just makes you smile.

That is what 40 is like to the business of being middle-aged. You are so brand new to it all, it hardly seems real. People will say, “40?! that’s nothing!”

Forty five is a different story all together. Now people sigh, nod their heads knowingly and say, “45?! you might as well be 50.” It’s all about the rounding up.

Happy Birthday to Me!

Check out the present from FA in PA! This is the back of a Piggly Wiggly t-shirt that FA hunted down for me when she was visiting FC in SC. It certainly makes me wish we had a Piggly Wiggly close by!

Yes, today is my b-day. I am 45 years old. Girlfriends are taking me out for a birthday dinner tonight and Mr. Boar has explicit instructions to provide cake this weekend. Carrot cake!

Progress has been made on Boar’s Wall Street vest! I have passed the v-shaped neck edge and am nearing the shoulder shaping. I was beginning to think that this project would never be finished. Without the bother of sleeves, I expected the knitting to fly off the needles. I did not take into account that a DK weight of the yarn combined with cabling makes for much slower progress. I expect to have some blocking shots up this week.

In the meantime here is a look at my newest pleasures. I was in the grocery store last night and discovered that the gumball machines by the exit were loaded with far more than candy! check out my cool monsters! and monkey!

I am going back with more quarters.