Shhhh! It's Nap Time...

It's really creepy that her eyes are nearly open as she sleeps, it's even worse that she gets it from me and that it's all my fault. Poor adorable girl.

My baby likes herself and hour nap so, that gives me time to do this....

Grabbing a cup of coffee and settling down with my fiber. Have a great day y'all. Be Safe, Be Good.

Happy Wednesday

I've been knitting, wanna see? Look! A few weeks ago after I finished my stripey socks and the blue socks for Superman I wanted more socks, so I started new ones. For me, I wanted something that looked fancy and fiddly but that wasn't so fiddly. I wanted cables and no lace (why put holes in socks?) but that's as far as my idea took me. Then while looking for a zipper at Joann's I happened upon this Stardust Yarn by Red Heart. It was in my shopping basket so quick I'm pretty sure I saw it jump. I decided that Froot Loop was the pattern this yarn wanted to become and now look at it all sparkly and fiddly looking.

Superman's only requirement of his socks is that they be NOT pink and NOT fiddly looking. He's VERY serious about the not pink part. Given that he is the only Male of the household I figure he likes to tell his stuff apart from ours. Right?

Anyhow he approved the yarn (Patons Kroy Socks) and off I went. So far this is one inch and a toe away from being sock 1 of 2. Sigh...sadly there is no motivation to finish them right now.

Secretly this week I started obsessing over something, but I'm not saying what, otherwise I may loose momentum. I'm completely and absolutley totally in love with this project and I need it finished yesterday. Wait till I show yall...

Until then..Be Safe, Be Good!

Still not enough

Last Saturday I headed over to my mother's house for my very favorite nephews birthday gathering. As I walked in the door my lovely brother commented on how great I looked, except he didn't use those exact words...

He gave me a hug and then proceeded to exclaim "Hey Sis, looking great, retirement really suits you!", he's such an ass. I love that man.

As horrible as that sounded, it suddenly dawned on me how much "extra" time I would have not having to go to an office. And that is how I've felt since Saturday, just floating my way through the day, letting time wash over me at it's own pace. Miss Scratchy, my knitting and coffee being my only guides.

This morning however, I have appointments and reasons to leave the house other than picking kids up from school, and suddenly my peaceful unstructured time has come to a screeching halt and the realities of being a stay at home mom again (for a while) have come crashing through my window as I slept and blew an airhorn into my ear. Bastard.

The problem is not the appointments and the picking up and the grocery shopping and the housework (heh!) it's the stuff in between, which in my life involves sticks and string, lots of string. (Someday, I'll have the nerve to "flash the stash", not today though, I have stuff to do - remember?!) I have so much knitting to do that it's causing me anxiety issues. Well, that's not new, I have angst over coffee lately (still relearning myself since that whole year and a half of anxiety attacks, ya know?).

So what's the best remedy? That's right class! Avoiding everything, watching Regis and Kelly and updating the blog! But hey, at least I'm doing something.

But I digress, here's what I have to do

This is just the sock weight UFO's guys. I haven't had the heart to round up the worsted collection, there's at least 2 projects there in the worsted class. Which, also, by the way, doesnt include the HUGE project which I have to finish by tomorrow.

I do have one FO -

Scratchy's little cardigan. She picked out the colors herself. Her exact words were, "Mami, I want ALL the purples" so that's what we have here. I haven't blocked it or added the buttons since I finished it last Thursday, but it's through no fault of my own. She's been wearing it and I'm only allowed to touch it while she sleeps. That's good right?

In the grand scheme of things, my life is pretty blessed, enchanted really. But still not enough time...

PS. I tried the spellcheck and apparently I have perfect spelling and grammar and puctuation, so yeah...I think the spellcheck button is broken. Sorry.

And so it continues...

Life that is. It never stops, doesn't even slow down. The best we can do is try to roll with the punches.

In my last post I discussed my unwillingness to give up on anything or anyone, not before trying with all my might for things to work out.

Last week, after much thought and much angst I let go of something that for a year and six months I tried with all my strength and perseverance to make work. I quit my job.

I wasn't there for long, but it was the longest time anyone had spent in that position in the history of the company. Even though the story ended with my resignation I'm proud of the way I handled everything. As challenging as the position was, I have no regrets. Would I do it again? Not likely, life is too short for do-overs, so I must save do-overs for current battles. Every experience in this journey makes us who we are and if you can accept and are happy with who you are, it is my deepest most cherished belief that there is nothing to regret in life.

Be happy, be you, work hard, play hard, live hard, but most important of all, Love hard. There is nothing more important than to live the life you have been given. Keep the big picture in mind. Keep your peace.

My picture begins and ends with a smile and if the universe finds me worthy that smile is supported by peace and love, surrounded by these incredible little creatures I made.

Be safe, Be good.

It's has to be some sort of syndrome...

My second goal in life is to live a life of no regrets. This goal is so strong in my mind that it keeps me from giving up on anything or anyone without knowing beyond the shadow of a doubt, that my only choice is to give up. It is also so strong, that I let this much knitting happen...

before I accepted that these socks would not fit the intended recipient. Nothing left but to rip it out.

I love the sock, I do. But I love my sister more and at it's current gauge and stitch count this sock would cut off the circulation in her leg. And although her favorite color is purple, I can bet my stash that she would NOT appreciate this hue as her actual skin tone. Call it hunch if you will.

I'm sorry little eggplant sock, but no worries, there is still hope. I will undo you, and bring you back as a 56 st sock and all will be well.

Be safe, Be good.