Happy Birthday, Baby Girl.....
Shall we count the.... rows? Smooch gave it a shot.
I'm thinking there's a gazillion rows of K1P1 in this scarf... yep, you got that right, K1P1, all.the.way. yep, and this scarf is looooong. It measures 5 inches in width (39 stitches) and 98.5 inches in length... so how much do I love my daughter?
Boku yarn and there's actually 3 colourways there... started out with 'A' and 'B' then halfway through continued with 'B' and then used 'C'.....
I also remembered I had blogged about her birthday last year...
but while reviewing that post I also took a little stroll down memory lane... last January.
Now I know I'm not the most consistent blogger, never have been, can't even imagine, but dang, I sure did a better job of it then... and I got to thinking about it and wondering what happened and then it hit me.....
It was all that 'looking' and 'finding' and 'packing' and then 'moving' and 'unpacking' (feel like bitchslappin' me?) then the 'remodeling for 2 months' and all those activities involved with Mom's house and moving her (thank you Deidre, Aardron, Havala, Bobby, and everyone else who helped out with that one) and and and.... it all just wiped me out.
Not to mention the Emotional Upheavals, and.....
The Ice Storm.
The Cold Virus (yeah, you didn't know about that one, kicked my butt).
So, pretty much the last 6 months have not been blogger post friendly.
(btw, that Cold Virus? the reason I didn't respond to comments from the past two posts, and for this I apologize, sincerely).... I'm just a blog wuss.
Havala..she's 31 today... my baby is 31 years of 'earth age' today....
birthday tradition... we'll be eating sushi tonight... we do love our sushi.
She and I have a lot of fun together, we laugh a LOT, it just happens... one of us will do or say something which may or may not be totally crazy or ridiculous which starts the other one giggling which turns into snorts and laughs and we just.can't.stop.
One thing we had to come to terms with this year, and seriously, I mean absolutely no disrespect, with all the funeral services we had... we absolutely cannot sit next to each other, or really anywhere close to each other because... (I know, this is so bad)... we get tickled about the same kind of thing and whether it's something someone says or how they say it.. one of us will... well, it starts with a smile, innocent enough, but if we look at each other? "It's all over now, baby blue" it takes heroic efforts to get it under control. we bad. we don't mean to... be bad.
I had a case of camnesia on Christmas Eve. Gracie and Conor received their mittens and, bless them, put them on right then and there and love them. They were here last Thursday and came in wearing them... that wasn't a case of camnesia, that was 'addle brain' on my part, didn't get a photo. Hopefully I'll get the opportunity to get photos of them and their mittens.
Conor needs a new hat.
I have yarn for a sweater for Gracie... her birthday will be here before I know it.
I need to get back to Bobby's blankie.
I need more hands to knit with. Obviously whoever was in charge of 'design' wasn't a knitter. Make that Knitter. But as I was told, many years ago by a beautiful Italian soul... "respect the design".. truer words have never been spoken (well, ok, maybe truer words have been spoken but these are right up there, you know?).
I took them to heart and make the best of it, having only 2 hands to knit with... I'm more than grateful.
Happy Knitting to All... may we all continue making good time in 2008!