Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Perkin' Up

Happy to report that I'm feeling SO much better. I spent the entire day out of bed and spent a good chunk of it upright and knitting. I even drove to the grocery store and back with my boy as my navigator/driving monitor.

Thanks for all your well-wishes. You made me feel all warm and fuzzy (and sweaty and clammy).

I finished this:



A Baby Cuteness Cardigan for the baby boy twin. I did the front right side today and all of the finishing. So happy to knit. I lost four days of valuable knitting time. Four whole days - not just four partial after-school days. Whole days. I had such knitting plans for those days. Now I need to knit baby boy's sister's Cuteness. And all of the other things I want to knit. I'm sure my mother is reading this and worrying that I'm going to stay up all night knitting (knighting?), but I won't. I wish I could, but I won't. I'll go to bed and have more wacky dreams like the one where an ex-boyfriend was trying to drown me or the one from last night where I lived in a weird room that had sprung a leak in the ceiling during the heavy rainstorms and I had to climb a big hill of dirt to set out a bucket to catch the water and it kept filling up right away and pouring onto the carpet so I had to call my father to come help patch the ceiling and when he came to help we realized that what I thought was a big rock in the dirt of the hill was really the head of a camel that was buried in the dirt with only its face sticking out and it was still alive but near death so my aunt had to come to put it out of its misery with an injection of something in its face and she's not even a vet. Horrible. Makes me want to stay up all night and knit. Safer. Dreams are always nutty when I'm sick.

Remember this?

The apple jacket I bought on Etsy? I love it. It's so cute and it's practical, too.

Emmie loves it. She's made it her own. It's her baby.






She rubs her face on it, licks it, carries it around in her mouth, and occasionally tosses it up into the air. Now before you judge her competence as a mother to her baby, just remember that lots of moms and dads toss their older babies up into the air and the babies giggle with glee. Emmie is trying to make her baby happy when she tosses it. She just has to work on catching it. Hey, you're not born knowing how to be a great mother. You have to learn. Trial and error.
While Emmie's baby napped, she went up to her loft to take some time for herself.
On top of the kitchen cabinets on her Red Sox mat. Can't beat it.
I'll leave you with the cuteness I spotted outside of a kindergarten classroom on our very rainy Valentine's Day.


Can you stand it? So glad I had my camera with me.

6 comments:

acambras said...

I'll go to bed and have more wacky dreams like the one where an ex-boyfriend was trying to drown me or the one from last night where I lived in a weird room that had sprung a leak in the ceiling during the heavy rainstorms and I had to climb a big hill of dirt to set out a bucket to catch the water and it kept filling up right away and pouring onto the carpet so I had to call my father to come help patch the ceiling and when he came to help we realized that what I thought was a big rock in the dirt of the hill was really the head of a camel that was buried in the dirt with only its face sticking out and it was still alive but near death so my aunt had to come to put it out of its misery with an injection of something in its face and she's not even a vet.

Holy run-on sentence, Batman!

KnelleyBelley said...

Believe me - it had to be a run-on sentence (or an on-and-on sentence as we call this type in 3rd grade), because if I had stopped to take a breath, I would have been overwhelmed by vivid nightmare flashbacks. Oh, that poor camel.

WifeMomKnitter said...

What in the hell kinda cold medicine have you been taking?????

jennsquared said...

Those are some WEIRD dreams you got there.

Glad you are feeling better :)

mad knitter said...

Wow...I'm so sorry you were so sick! I'm glad you have a few days of vacation left to enjoy and to enjoy knitting! Your son is a good boy, he took such good care of you!

Anonymous said...

Glad you are up and knitting and blogging and following Emmie with your camera...what a piece of work! Happy to hear you are starting to feel better!! Love ya!
Kathy