dream in color

Cara has spoiled me! She sent me my absolute favorite colorway of Dream in Color yarn. Cara had heard me mention that I had fallen in love with this yarn when Kathleen had shown it to me and as luck would have it Knitty came out with the perfect pattern – Jeanie! thank you Cara – you’re the best!

Kris (and Dana!) at Sonny and Shear have a great online shop and do a lovely job of packing and shipping. It arrived promptly and was wrapped with bows and some fancy tea thrown in as well! what could be better?!

On the personal knitting front I am making good headway on the secret Cara’s baby project. I attempted to torture her a bit with the sound of my row counter – when we were on the phone I told her I was knitting a surprise for the bambino and held the ka-kching up to the phone. “You’re COUNTING ROWS??!!” she screamed. I am a row counter but don’t usually count them as I go, I count them once I get to a certain point.

In other news, D#1 called this weekend to inform me and Boar that she had her nose pierced. Don’t you just love these kids? I actually don’t object, I would get my own pierced if I thought I had a good nose for it (I think they need to be pointier than mine). Anyway that did provide a bit of excitement since Boar does not share my opinion. oh well, times they are a changin’!

this just in ……

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!

it’s like a York Peppermint Patty between your toes!

I was playing with my new camera and caught this pile of nappers.

When I last left you, congestion was the name of my game. I know you know the feeling, stuffy head, eyes feeling a bit bulgy, an odd awareness of your inner ear. ugh!!

So there I am on Friday night in a snot induced fog, getting ready for bed. It’s early too, but the struggle for coherence has become too great and sleep is the only thing to do. The thought pops into my head that some Vicks Vapor Rub might be a very good idea. I love that stuff! I love everything about it – the smell, the glass jar, that great blue color – it’s a real nostalgia thing. As I am dabbing it under my nose, I seem to remember reading something about slathering it on your feet, covering them with socks and going to sleep. I figure why not?

I am here to say it worked! The next morning I felt 94% better – still a bit stuffed, but without all that woozy head stuff going on. I have hunted down a few sites regarding the Vicks on Feet thing ….. they all say it is for coughs, but it worked for me. Plus my feet are nice and soft now!