Rambling on.......

FAIR WARNING: See up there under the title, where it reads that....I'll ramble on about life, love, etc.? yeah, today I'm rambling, rambling big time, so, if you're looking for exciting knits, or even clear precise blogging you can excuse yourself, I won't mind, I realize there are 'greener pastures' out in Knitbloglandia....today I ramble.


Yesterday was Bobby's and my official wedding anniversary, we have a history that spans around 36 years, but we've only been 'officially' married for 3. The exact date.....get this, I think he had it 'planned', 1-23-04.....yep, easy. He claims he didn't plan it that way, ok, I'll believe him. What we had planned for the evening was dinner out, this seems to be very important to him, going out to dinner on special occasions, mostly so I don't 'have' to cook, this is how he thinks and I've gotta tell you, I appreciate his thinking on this more, way more than I could ever express with words.

The thing is....he was a bit late in getting home, not that I'm the sort to just be 'waiting' for dear husband to get home....I had gotten settled in late afternoon with some knitting and you know how it is, I'm just not one to be watching the clock. So he comes in and there's rustling going on....I get up to greet him and he has packages.....

I would like to take a few minutes here, let you in on what we do and don't do, between Bobby and I. He doesn't gift me for the holidays (except, I know, that wonderful trip to Kansas, but he didn't consider that a 'gift' per se) and he may or may not for my birthday (but I promise I don't have to cook, unless I really want to) and he may or may not on our anniversary...and I'm more than ok with all that. Seriously. He ALWAYS remembers to wish me happy birthday, happy anniversary the minute he wakes up........(Christmas really doesn't mean that much between us, same with Valentine's day).
He has always been very clear to me on just how much he loves me. Now, it's not beyond me to go out and gather goodies for us for whatever occasion, you know, the day 'after' Valentine's day when the chocolates are half price? Yep, we score big time.
We also live fairly simply, (that sounded odd/off but really, it's a fairly simple life we have here) we don't have tons of.....well, I was going to say stuff, but really there seems to be plenty of stuff, hmmmmm, ok, did you notice the couch that had the stash on it? That's just an old, very old couch, and no, it's not the most comfortable, it's also not nearly as funky as it could be considering its age...but we won't replace it anytime soon....grandchildren for one reason...and it's alright, we're just not that much into 'image' and 'consumerism' and needing a home that looks like it came right off some magazine's page. Our tastes run more 'Arts and Crafts' style, but sheesh, the prices! That's also not to say that someday we won't bite the proverbial bullet and buy a few pieces....but never mind. You get the idea. We just don't spend lots of money. That said. Yeah, I'll get back to the story at hand.

I see the packages and comment that he's been out shopping (I'm feeling just a tiny bit of shock) and he says 'yep, I got us some goodies'....then I'm saying, 'but...I didn't....' and he says, 'no, that's ok, I got us our goodies'........ok, this makes perfect sense to me.....there's 2 boxes of chocolates, one with truffles (he loves truffles) and another box with all.dark.chocolate. at this point I'm swooning. but. there's more........a bag from Restoration Hardware (honestly, I'm just picturing him shopping...2 different stores?) with a big jar of "No-Crack Super hand cream, cucumber mint" because he HAS noticed that cold wintery weather takes a nasty toll on my hands. At this point I'm swooning even more than before, but wait.....there's one more bag.......


This just nearly sent me into a dead faint. He went to one of the yarn shops in town......those 3 skeins? Lobster Pot cashmere. He immediately starts telling me about the yarn and asking if I liked the colours, that he really didn't know 'what' to get me but that I should consider this as a 'gift certificate', see, while he was at the yarn shop looking around and of course someone was there 'helping' him, they suggested he just purchase a gift certificate, he doesn't think very highly of gift certificates ("I don't want no stinkin' gift certificate") and he looks at her and says "This will be her gift certificate, if there's something here she doesn't want then she can bring it back in and trade it out for something else, right?" "Well, of course she can." "Well, this makes for a really pretty gift certificate then, doesn't it" The man does like 'presentation'.

So.........more rambling if you please......of course, I love the cashmere, and I'll keep one, but....I just keep thinking there should be something extra special for Bobby in this....and they do carry the American Buffalo yarn, and there would be enough on the trade to get some..but..he doesn't wear hats, or scarves, or gloves (actually if it gets that cold he has these gloves, more like ski gloves that he'll wear...if he has to) and he doesn't wear sweaters much,(not that THAT was going to happen with buffalo) he has a cotton sweater he'll wear maybe once a year,.....that pretty much whacks the 'list' down to.....socks. Holy Crapola. remember that? But this is a very special occasion, right? So, maybe bedsocks, wear around the house socks. And really for me, I'd get to experience the fibre, right? I mean, come on, he bought me yarn.

The rest of the evening is a bit of a blur....I think I told him about the most recent episode of Grey's Anatomy which I had finally gotten around to watching that afternoon....George's dad died, I cried, Christina was sorry he was now a member of the Dead Dad Club, I'm also a member of that club....but like Bobby could've really cared...heh. Dinner was good. Life is good.

So, today? I'm busy baking Bobby's bread (just try saying that really fast 5 times), and loving every minute of it.

This morning I had to run out and get some yeast for the bread baking and I got these for Bobby, put them in his room (yes, he has a room he pretty much calls all his own), he won't be able to miss them when he sits down to his pc. Tried to get bright colourful blooms, he likes that.

The card......artwork by Michael Parkes 'Water Music' 1982, the original is oil painting on wood, 60x50cm

I'll think about the yarn today, and tomorrow, then Friday I'll head to that shop, hopefully with a clear plan in mind.


Happy Knitting to All and continue to make good time.