This evening we had to run some errands. When we left the house it was rain mixed with snow. By the time we got home it was definitely snow.
Two hours later this is what it looks like outside. I really hope that it is gone by tomorrow morning. My kids NEED to be back in school.
I've been attempting to start a vest for the past couple of days. The yarn is a vintage wool that my mom gave me a few years ago, approximately 760 yards. That should be enough for a vest. I had to chose something simple because any type of patterning would most likely get lost in the speckles.
I finally found a pattern that I think that will work, it is simple enough and I think that the end result will be nice. I am thinking of simple brown buttons for the fastening, but I am reserving judgement for a later date.
So far I have started the vest twice. The first time I forgot to change needles after the seed stitch portion. The second time was after I discovered that the sizing wasn't going to work very well. So it was back to the frog pond and I will start again in the morning.
Happy New Year! I almost slept through the changing of the time guards last night, but surfaced from my slumber with mere 5 minutes left on the 2008 clock. There is a lot to be said for hanging out at home with family, watching movies and cuddling up on the couch together.
When I was a child, my father usually worked the swing (evening shift) at the local papermill. New Year's Eve was special because we were allowed to stay up and welcome him home. We would have cheese, crackers and various other munchables and would try our level best to keep our eyes open until Papa arrived home. Usually he would find us asleep on the couch, but we really tried to keep our tired eyelids pryed open until we heard the sound of the tires hit the gravel on our driveway. Even now it seems odd that now I am the adult and occassionally have to work New Year's Eve.
There is still a modicum of magic in watching the final moments of one year tick into the new, bringing a year full of promise and a clean start. I don't hold much in making resolutions, for they are broken way too easily. But I do find myself taking some time to reflect on where I have been and where my life is taking me.
I am attempting to sort that last statement into some sort of tangible thought. That may take awhile. Don't worry...there is a whole year before me. Come join me on that journey.
I have had this vest pattern kicking around my dining area for the past three months. I love wearing vests in the winter time, here in the Pacific Northwest they are the perfect counterpoint to variable temperatures and fluxing weather systems. I even have some ancient stash yarn to use for this vest, yarn handed to me from my Mom. Seriously, I have no idea how old this yarn is.
So in the flurry of house cleaning that occured shortly before the guest arrived on Christmas Eve, I carefully set this pattern aside, knowing that as soon as the last of the Christmas knitting was done that I needed to actually knit something for myself. I also managed to unearth my passport that has been missing in action since last spring sometime.
Both items are now missing again. Because that is just the way things work in my life. No doubt they will resurface at some point, but I really want that pattern now. It is just perfect for the yarn. Dang. So much for my organizationally challenged self. I really do try.
Chirstmas 2008 knitting.
Happy Monday! Where the Pacific Northwest is mostly back to its normal grey drippy state, the snow has retreated for now and I can walk outside the house without falling on my arse. It seems strange to me that another year is almost at its end.
I once read somewhere that New Year's Day is like visiting all the rooms in your home and taking the time to re-evaluate the contents. I may be starting the process a bit early, but when you have been around for a few years, the layers of accumulated dust and contents are more complicated. There are times that I definitely wonder where I have been, wonder if there is a purpose for my existence in this lifetime, and there are times that I can with 100% surety say that yes, my life is worth this minute's reality and I wouldn't trade it for anything. The wild ride of weather that we have been having is likely the culprit for this moment of self introspection, a tangible reminder that we live in a world that is a face paced, harsh reality.
I needed that time of snowy weather to refocus on family. To refocus on friendships that are important to me. Christmas this year wasn't as lost in the commercialism of stuff. For that I am extremely grateful. That moment of clarity in itself was the best Christmas gift of all.
From the Weebug House to yours. I hope that your holiday, whatever you celebrate, brings you joy, peace and contentment.
This has been an interesting Christmas. I love the fact that it is a white one, but am sad that we couldn't do some of the things that have become tradition. We stayed home last night instead of attending midnight mass, and today the afternoon visit to the inlaws was cancelled. That being said, we have had a wonderful time as a family, just hanging out and enjoying the moment.
What one makes for one child, usually has to be repeated for the other.
I am hoping that I can finish this by Christmas morning.
My youngest child must be getting bored. The following is an e-mail exchage from this afternoon. I have got to love her logic.
hey mom do you think i might be able to get a chicken after the remodel?
Why do you want a chicken? And where would we have room to put it?
Did you have fun at Cecelia's house?
I love you,
Mommy
well i want a chicken because they are realy realy cute! i would keep it on the side of the house closest to my bed room. i did some research and found out that some chickens can lay blue eggs. and maybe dad and i could build the coop together
Oh and one more thing there are some called bantams they are the ones that are smaller than normal chickens and still lay eggs. Oh speaking of eggs we wouldn't have to go out and buy them any more. Another fact with farm fresh eggs you can't get salmonella. I think that I would like to have a Bantam Arcahcana. (pronounced arcana) and that is if I can get one . I might name it Flounder.
shannon
