:: at the beginning of the week, we were sitting in front of the open windows, trying to catch every breath of the passing breeze on such hot, hot days.
:: whilst knitting. What? Hot, hot days don’t make you feel like knitting? huh!
:: mind you, trying on the finished arm warmer was a bit ridiculous – in fact, Abby refused, so despite it being HER arm warmer, that’s my hot, hot arm.
:: there was late night celebrating over Abby’s hard work and wonderful grades with freshly baked monkey bread. Well of course it was late night! I didn’t get home from university * and baby sitting until after seven and yeast will demand a rising!
:: thinking of and stitching for Easter …
:: one finished, five to go.
:: and, after many days of thinking and plotting, the putting together of a new bag …
:: the stitching of which has left dents in my finger tips – by golly that felt is THICK!
:: and another birthday …
:: forty two. My! That feels like a rather substantial number.
Right now, I’m sitting on my bed, wondering if my head would feel any better if it were tied up a la Jacob Marley. I’ve had a migraine since the wee hours of Saturday morning (spent my birthday in bed asleep) – it mostly disappeared yesterday, but is back with an intensity today that has me keeping my head as. still. as. possible. And reminding myself, every half hour, that one day of stillness will not result in all-things-Lily grinding to a permanent halt. I struggle with this notion – very silly of me I know.
* yep. Several weeks of rejections led me back to university with sharply tightened purse strings. No point wasting a ten week semester that will lead me to half way through my degree … and half way to the opportunity for earning a good living for my family. So here I am, surrounded by microbiology, health assessment and ethics books and papers. And again, thank you so much for all of your kind words and helpful suggestions over my recent confessions – dear readers, you made a hand-wringing time a whole lot easier.