Monday, July 4, 2016

Happy 4th

Sunday, July 3, 2016


I've had that Don Williams song "Miracles" stuck in my head most of the day for no reason and a bunch of reasons.  We mostly stayed in today.  I've been doing a lot of going on the weekends, and it's always fun to see grandparents and go places and run errands but staying in today felt fantastic.  I've been cleaning house off and on all day today, but I think I'm done now except for some vacuuming.  I took lots of breaks to play with Evelyn. 

We did a craft.

We blew bubbles on the balcony and made one of our brick walls look beautiful.

We ate ice cream in cones.  Evelyn and Cody read about robots.

The day wasn't perfect.  I fussed at Cody that all of the cleaning stuff I don't have time or energy for at the end of the workday could easily could be done by him.  Evelyn and I had several talks about attitude.  I nearly had to go lie down after working a lap loom with a five-year-old.  I was late picking up Cody from church because I was at home eating ice cream even though I've had him accompany me to my preferred house of worship a bunch of times in the past month or so but I never go to church with him (in my defense, incense does terrible things to my asthma and eyes).

Evelyn led us in a little worship service this morning.  I felt momentary panic when she read the last 4 or 5 pages of her little storybook-style Bible and said, "Oh!  We're done! Would you like me to start another one?"  She reads through her little Bible story books from start to finish.  She owns at least one, and my mom has 8 or so.  Evelyn's apparently going to read them all. 

I didn't finish any books last month.  I went to the library on Friday and checked out a few.  I started one that evening and finished it the next morning.  So this has been a lovely weekend. 

So I spent my day at home, making my home a little bit more of a home for myself and the rest of us by taking care of the things I've been skipping.  I'm physically and mentally ready for the week ahead and I'm off tomorrow.  And I'll spend most of the day at home tomorrow!

This morning Evelyn crawled into bed with us and said, "I was dreaming that I wanted to be with my whole family!" I snuggled her between us and said "Well, here we are."  Cody mumbled "It's a dream come true."

It is.  Nothing's perfect, but here lately I've stopped to look around at all the miracles, big and small, that make our life a dream come true.  There are a lot of them.  We are not without and I'm happy.

Monday, June 27, 2016

On my way to becoming a shawl person

I've tried a few shawls, but only the kinds of patterns that I can smoosh up around my neck like a scarf.  I feel a little self-conscious about trying to be a shawl person and I don't know why.  It's not like I've been fooling anyone with those kerchiefs that I try to wear like casual wraps or large cowls.

But I bought some yarn last weekend and now I'm apparently a changed woman.

I cast on this shawl and I'm maybe a day or two from finishing up.  It's much larger now.

I like the feel of the yarn, and all of those crazy colors just seem great.  It's not going to match anything, so I guess it's going to match everything I wear!  I'm going to look like a crazy shawl lady and I'm pretty pumped.

I'm already planning my next shawl...

Monday, June 20, 2016

When daughters have good fathers

You great pictures like this of your dad with your daughter. 

And a picture of your daughter with her dad (as she poses like her dad and granddad).

I'm told she read nearly every card in the Hallmark store before selecting the one that had her favorite things and the best sentiment for Granddad.  And that tie her dad is wearing?  It came from a little store nearby that she's had her eye on for months.  Every time we went into that store (which was nearly every time she noticed it was open), we had to look at their tiny selection of men's accessories while so she could dream and scheme. She gets very particular about her gifts, and she was very emphatic about getting a good surprise for Cody this year because "he's the best dad in the whole world."

I know just how she feels.  We're both some very lucky daughters.

Friday, June 10, 2016

Lovely things

The morning glory vine winding its way around the volunteer maple tree we having growing on our balcony.

The little girl who drips popsicle juice everywhere and talks to bugs on the balcony.

The speckles on an egg.  Mom gives me eggs from her chickens and the only thing I like better than free eggs fresh off the farm is when I get really pretty free eggs fresh off the farm.

This summer shawl for myself that I'm just kind of throwing out there with a super modified pattern and some yarn I got as a birthday present in 2013(?).  This is coming together nicely.

As always, granny squares.