Hope you all have a lovely day with friends and family! After being off work for five days in a row, I'm finally beginning to feel rested and marginally energetic. I say marginally because I'm having a hard time shaking the last of that cold/flu - whatever it was - still some coughing at night that interrupts my sleep, and a few episodes during the day of coughing/eye running/sneezing that are brief, but exasperating all the same. I've managed to spend some time with my little twinnies, and also took DGD to buy yarn to knit her mum a scarf for Christmas. No, she can't knit, but I'm going to teach her. What? Can I knit, you might ask? Well, I believe I did so once or twice as a child - I recall, actually, being able to knit thumbless mittens and perhaps a scarf or something similar. So, I bought a beginner's knitting instruction book, and have recalled how to
knit, at least. Now,
purling may have to wait until the next project.
So, it'll be a very simple scarf, but we cleverly bought variegated yarn that goes from black to gray to pale gray, and is nice and fluffy, so to plain knit stitch will be okay. We gave it a start the other night together (I also bought some yarn for me to work on) and I can't say it was wildly successful, but I've since done some practicing at home, and I think I've got the hang of it again. I'll sit down with her again on Saturday (she's been practicing, too) and we'll see how much progress we've made.
Oh, I've been enjoying every moment of my time off - haven't really accomplished all that much; got new tires on my car; made an appointment to have the remote starter installed; done a little Christmas present buying and Thanksgiving grocery shopping, and hung out a bit with DH. I promised my DD that I'd go Black Friday shopping with her first thing in the morning, so I will, but frankly, the thoughts of getting up early when I don't have to aren't so appealing. It's been coooooooold here!
No snow yet, for which I am eternally grateful, but cold enough to know for sure that it's winter in New England.
And I'm not liking it a whole heck of a lot, and that's the truth!
Lynn, yes - the poetry was interjected masterfully in the movie. Quite a departure - and a welcome one - for those familiar with the Tyler Perry genre. My DD thinks we should go back to see it again, but I think I'm going to suggest that she go with her sister and best friend this time around. I'm going to re-read the play, but frankly, my memories of some of the folks I worked with as a fledgling social worker - a few incidents in particular - came back quite vividly, and I'm going to give it a bit of a rest for now.
PT,
ah, yes, you can always tell a cat lover, and we ARE a couple of those, aren't we? I would imagine that to most, Turtle/Tut/"Lil' Kit" (He mostly is called "lil Kit") is a pretty average-looking cat. Only we who are mystically attuned to felines (d'you think we might've had an incarnation or two in ancient Egypt?) seem to appreciate their capacity to entertain, rule their immediate environment with a velvet paw, and elicit feelings of love and loyalty on the parts of their...er....servants? (Certainly nobody OWNS a cat!)
Karen, that sounds like a novel Thanksgiving tradition! I could definitely get into any kind of tradition that didn't require me to cook - or clean up - for a major holiday! I wonder if I could suggest creating a diner tradition to my family.....
Freda, your advice is well taken. I've been having some digestive problems recently - like over the past few months, I mean. A lot of gas and acidy stomach, sometimes even a little nausea after eating. I attribute this to overeating periodically and not monitoring my diet very consistently. Finally, I decided to do a fast for a few days, drink plenty of water, and give my stomach and everything a rest. So far, so good - no gas, no acid attacks. So, today will be an extremely careful experiment in eating small amounts of (hopefully) easily digestible foods. I DO love to eat, but have had to weigh the enjoyment of food against the subsequent stomach problems, and have finally realized, I think, that I simply cannot overindulge the way I once could without paying a thoroughly unpleasant price.
Clever lunching,
Mary....Costco, eh? I'll have to file that one away for future use...
Karen3 - I didn't know your son was a writer! Writes about abusive, controlling mothers, does he? Amazing what kids remember amidst all the sacrificing we did on their parts - I certainly recall the unending soccer games, the taxi-ing from one practice and game to another, the sleepover parties (my girls, not my son so much), the trips, the ski club, this, that and the other...and what do they remember? They remember something I said "no" to that broke their tender little hearts! Bah, humbug, is what
I say to their not-so-fond memories of childhood! My only comfort is in knowing that their little munchkins are going to give them the same as we're getting!
Bobbi, I hope you're feeling well enough to enjoy your Thanksgiving - I swear, if I had those migraines and all that pain, I'd be likely not to set foot out of my bed! You are a wonderwoman for sure!
Rosey, you will be on your way, now, and even though you probably won't see this, I am wishing you the best, and look forward to when you'll be back with us. In the meantime, safe trip, friend.
Gayle, Happy day to you and yours...and to all the
Golden Girls wherever you are (I know there are more of you, but I'm old...names are difficult for me to remember until I've been seeing them on a regular, long-term basis, and even some of those escape me if someone hasn't posted in a while...)
Z