In true Black Sheep form, I must now be the only blogger in our community that has not yet posted in 2007. Once upon a time, about a year ago, I was religious about posting each and every weekday…..and the occasional weekend if there was breaking news. Our summer trip to the homeland broke me of that habit, for good or for ill, and I have to say that once out of the habit, it is tougher to get back in the groove (so to speak) than one would think. Having said that, there really are good reasons why I have been absent of late.
Excuse Reason 1:
If you recall, our last visit was the Wednesday prior to Christmas, and we here in
Colorado were in the midst of the mother of all blizzards. DH barely made it home, folks were stranded up and down the freeways and highways and Denver International became the states largest B and B for about three days. That evening, I felt a little tickle in my throat and by the next morning, with snow still falling, I was hit with the virus de jour, and retired to the sofa to knit and feel sorry for myself. It was vital, you see, that I be well by Sunday (good luck with that, you must be thinking), because………
………..we were flying to the homeland for Christmas. I know, I know, I didn’t say anything about this earlier. For the first time ever, only a very few people knew we were coming (my sweet sister in law, who was doing the cooking; my mother with whom we were staying; and our kids). When we were home earlier in the month, there was—shall we say—gentle encouragement to be home for Christmas, as it would be the first time in a few years that all the kids (6) and their families would be in attendance, (lemee see….that’s nearly 30 of us….not counting the four legged family). And, we pulled it off! There was hopping up and down and hugs and kisses and shocked looks everywhere. Very fun.
In this case, waiting till the last minute really paid off; seems nobody really wants to fly on Christmas Eve, or day, so the tickets were almost reasonable AND more importantly, had we planned ahead and flown out on the 21st—-we’d have been stuck, and likely not made it at all. As it was, we left the evening of Christmas Eve and were enjoying stockings and breakfast the next morning.
We had a very full week; a couple days way north doing Christmas and Boxing Day—lots of visiting and game playing. Back at Brett and Cora’s there was more visiting and gifting and gaming. The 29th, Brad and I celebrated 27 years of marriage with a trip to IKEA (love ikea….love.it.) and a really fun dinner at The Melting Pot in Seattle. On the 30th, Alex and his buddy Dan turned 21, and our families and their friends got together for dinner and a little partying afterward. Was a gas—-and what fun to be invited to go out with a bunch of twentysomethings, (we were the only parent type people to go out after dinner). The next morning, every one of them dragged their hung over behinds out of bed and met us for coffee before we headed back to the airport.
An important lesson. Remember the virus, cold thing I spoke of earlier? Well, I learned something on this trip. No matter how much good for you stuff you pour into your body, no matter how much better you think you are feeling, without proper rest, you just don’t get better. The Zycam helped a bunch (miracle I tell you), the vitamins and the water and the echinacia, and all that were a great idea, but when we arrived home on New Years Eve……I was finished. Since then, I’ve tried to be good to my body, going to bed at a reasonable hour (or at least staying in bed until I’ve felt rested), and napping on and off. I’m finally feeling about back to normal.
In years past, my New Years Day has been one of football and parade watching, not because I’m married to a football junkie (he’s quite the opposite), but because I was raised by one, I suppose. I always make chicken wings and potato salad, and I plant myself on the sofa and watch game after game. This year was different. After the parade was over, I shut off the telly and picked up a book I was given for Christmas, Stretching Lessons, by Sue Bender. I’m not sure exactly what I was expecting, but whatever it was, this wasn’t it. What I found was akin to a woman’s journal, her musings and thoughts over a period of time when she felt herself being stretched in new directions. It is about her journey into becoming “bigger than” she had been. For that day, and for much of yesterday, I read, and thought and mused myself.
Thus, I’ve begun 2007 taking stock of myself; unpacking my box (so to speak) and deciding once again what fits, what does not, where I’m comfortable, and where I may need to stretch a little. I’ve come to believe that we cannot grow as individuals without doing this from time to time. Someone said, that insanity is doing the same thing time after time and expecting different results. I would add that growth occurs when we begin to look at things from different perspectives, gleaning what is useful and disregarding those things which are not.
In a couple weeks, our merry band of knitters will kick off a knit-along. Several of us will be knitting the Palette Fair Isle Sweater from KnitPicks. With that in mind, I’ve been working on Lady Eleanor, wanting to have it finished up before I start the sweater. Shortly after my last post, I did some measuring on the stole and found that by adding 3 pattern repeats, I had added 6 inches to the width—way too many—so I frogged about a foot of knitting and cast it on again, just as the pattern directed. It was the only knitting I took along for the holidays, and I’m thinking I’m just over halfway done. I love knitting it, don’t find it boring at all and am endlessly amused by the way the yarn, Paton’s Soy Wool Stripes, causes each rectangle to knit up in a different color. It is a perfect yarn for this project. Anyway, the knitting, has kept me away from the blog.
Today, I’m thinking I need to un-decorate the house and take control of the stash….which has wandered through my family room and is occupying most of the window seat now. With the boys gone again, I have two closets that I can use for stash management, and I plan to do just that. In addition to that, there has been more progress on the job front, though at times it seems like we are always in a hurry up and wait pattern. Moments ago I received a call from the main office in
Texas that handles hiring, and despite having been sent my transcript no fewer than three times now, they have yet to have their hands on it. They are still hoping to have me “on board” (their words) by Monday morning. It makes me wonder: if our government has this much trouble hiring a nurse, how can we expect to shut down the insurgents in Iraq? Just sayin’.
Just in case the stars align properly and I have a job by Monday, I’d better get something done today. Happy New Year to you all………….albeit a little late J