This weekend has been hectic. The girl has a better social life than me, mind you that’s not difficult.
Towards the end of the day she was playing outside with a friend. They’re still too young to be playing out near the road on their own and it was cold so I climbed into my trusty (not rusty) van and watched.
I’m working on some gorgeous soft storage pots in a super chunky merino / acrylic mix. It’s a great yarn, basically you’re knitting an i-cord and it’s really robust.
It was lovely to be knitting the Freyja pattern again. It’s got a wonderful rhythm to it. Also I can knit without looking, well for most of the time anyway. So I watched as they gathered up all sorts of stuff from the house, dumping it on the grass verge in some elaborate game. It was fascinating to watch but I didn’t want them to feel watched. Wouldn’t have happened if I’d been scrolling through my phone at the time….
I was winding this skein into a ball… it was going well. Then I realised I’d lost an earring – it was an anniversary present and I love it so I and got up to look for it .. I’m hoping it’s in the house somewhere but I didn’t find it. I came back to the yarn and LOOK!! What the actual flaming flip happened here! I would blame the cats but they’re outside. Honestly it wasn’t like this when I left it!
Funny thing is that I don’t mind untangling yarn… especially when I’m feeling a bit jangled, like when, for example I’ve lost my special earring. It’s almost as if the physical act of unravelling, following the yarn helps me straighten things out and find a quiet place.
I’m not much of a ‘joiner’, not one for being on committees and such like…. I’m just not that sociable. I don’t like big groups, I’m socially awkward or inappropriate depending on how you view chortling and doodling through meetings and I don’t like socialising, did I mention that.
Having a kid however changes things … she goes to school that has a PTA and there’s a PTA meeting tonight and I said I’d go. I’d rather be home KNITTING ON MY OWN!! Actually I’d rather be at home licking the bathroom floor clean… but I said I’d go, I want to make a contribution etc blah ….So to make the whole thing more manageable I’ve made brownies… they have nuts in, I don’t care, we’re all adults and I promise not to touch any nut allergists… actually the truth is I completely forgot about nuts until after I’d added them… please no body die.
I’m going to try and convince another mum friend to come with me so I don’t have to walk in on my own and maybe chortle with, yes I’m that immature…
I have to say, these brownies are bleddy ansome (unless you don’t like almonds and rose water) I’ll post the recipe later…. time to pick the girl up…
It’s Mother’s Day. The shelves have been full of weird cuddly toys and sloganed tat for weeks now. I’ve said it before, no mother wants that, of course they’ll appreciate the thought, especially if the little angel has chosen it themselves (one time my little one bought me a paw patrol figure and vehicle – don’t ask me which one – I have no idea). I feel so lucky, the school helped the little one make a lovely card and she went to the trouble of hiding it until today. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
I love working in greens, it’s my favourite colour… the colour of the heart chakra, it resonates with me. And look – not only some glorious tulips but some sumptuous yarn to play with. I’ve already started a boho hat in the light green. Mine. Not for sale. I might even get some leg warmer mojo on the go. Also not for sale.
Anyway, best crack on … stitches to knit, work to admire!