4 months since my last post. And now y’all know why I stopped paying to host my own website.
Life, it is still crazy and some days I wish I was an attention seeking drama queen, but I am not one of those people.
I’ve started therapy, which is has been awesome. I’m finding me again. One of the suggestions was meditation and so I’m using knitting. No thinking, stockinette. Just knitting. Sure, I have harder projects, but I save the easy stuff for meditation.
I’ve finished two sweaters for me, one for my mom’s dog (despite the cat modeling it), and a shawl.
I’ve also had adventures in Nacogdoches, at the zoo, and hanging with friends new and old. I have two sweaters, two pairs of socks, and a shawl on the needles.
I raised money for the WalkMS (which was cancelled due to rain) and I’m still raising money for the BikeMS. (Yes, you can still donate at the link) And if y’all want to do some good and in the meantime make someone suffer, you can donate to this link. (I have met my minimum, this person has not.)
I’m doing well health wise and have been fitted for an AFO for the beginning of foot drop. I wore high heels, probably for the last time. I had my infusion in my favorite zebra room. I’m looking at surgery this summer and am debating a go fund me for the hospital copay. $2k is a chunk of change. I’ll drop my PayPal here in the meantime if anyone feels like helping.
There you go, my first quarter summed up in a blog post.
How has your year been going?
Husband at the farm with his momma. I did nothing last night except knit and watch Live PD. (Seriously though, some of those officers! I need to be searched for weapons please) I had the whole cough to myself! Finished sock one for my mom. Y’all know I love her because she picked acrylic baby yarn.
I had cold pizza for breakfast. In bed. It was wonderful! Crumbs be damned! Ok, so I’m changing the sheets today, but that little rebellion felt good.
Today is picking up groceries. Say what you want about them, but that grocery pick up thing at w@lm@rt is awesome. If the delivery places could get it right, I’d go back to them, but this will do. All my meal prep is baked things that don’t require much except marinating and baking. Seeing as I’m doing 2 weeks of meals (the bike thing is NEXT WEEK y’all! I am not ready) I went for easy. FYI, meal prep is breakfast and 3 meals. For.Every.Work.Day. Further proof I love my husband. Just sayin’.
Then, I’m knitting. Mom has surgery the DAY AFTER the bike ride – y’all, could it be worse timing? So, I want to get these things done so she has something cheery in the hospital. I need to find something to binge on.
You can still donate to my ride. I’m going for $12k!
What are you doing today?
We aren’t getting any younger here. As evidenced by my mom turning 73. She just kept saying she never thought she would make it to 40, let alone 73. Part of her gift was these little face cloths.
I’ve finally put the Canadian drama yarn socks to bed. After darning them 3 times, I just can’t anymore. I guess I’ll have to get on that knitting socks thing. After I finish my mom’s size 11 pair. Luckily, they are with worsted, (but still, size 11!) which is easier on my floppy paw. (I totally need a more positive name for that thing) However, I injured my left arm in the Great Sleeping Incident ’18.
When the GSI’18 happened, I warped my loom, hoping to catch up on the Spunky Eclectic Weaving Club.
You! In the back! You can stop rolling your eyes right now! I have things! In my head! That aren’t brains! It has been an exhausting and injurious month. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
In better news, our Mo has been able to donate $1200 so far to my Bike MS ride (I can’t wait until my team puts in the matching amount!) and is waiting for VAT to be paid to donate the rest. Thank you to her, everyone who bought her patterns, and that thing that happened with the Ravelry Gods. So, if you’re feeling all warm and fuzzy now, go forth and wish her a happy birthday.
Happy Thursday y’all! Or something.
Seven FOs for the year. In there is my first sweater (about three years in the making) and some cotton socks that sucked my will to live. There are the mitts and shawl that I had to make to match the hat I needed to knit to keep me warm after jiu jitsu. There’s the “sweaty cotton” washcloth (actually 2) that I took camping and finished at Hurricane Harbor. My favorite is the coffee hat. Lovely yarn, from a lovely friend ended with a fun and much loved knit.
In anticipation of the annual CMMDI, I tried to finish one more project.
8 rows and a cast off short. I do however predict it will be my first FO of 2016. I may have even dug out my the sweater that I cast on (and knit most of) right after I finished the first one.
Hope y’all have a happy and safe New Year’s Eve.
Team Lutter at the Matshark tournament yesterday. Of course, after I rolled. They never take a picture before I get all sweaty and gross. I also may have forgotten my sock at home, so it didn’t get to go on an adventure yesterday. I wonder if I can take a bunch of them today to open mat and put them in BJJ positions.
Nah! Too much work.
Results? Meh. I had two matches and I got silver. I really wanted to win and ended up in an Americana (the last picture shows the fun) and tapped a little later than I should have. It was my floppy, so I wasn’t able to compete in the Absolute. Some ice, a compression sleeve, and the IF unit and I should be good to go by Monday.
It’s been hot and I couldn’t train for about a week and a half. This could be a problem if I want to compete during the summer. (Unless we get mats and turn our living room into a mini dojo.) Not that it excuses not being good enough to win. Besides, the girl I lost to was like 19. Hello 22 year age difference! That’s an excuse I might be able to live with.
‡ ‡ ‡ Whining Alert ‡ ‡ ‡
I so want to prove a point. That even with the NMO and the floppy that I can do this. That I can be good. There are people missing limbs that win gold on an international level for Pete’s sake! I really get frustrated by my limitations. I’m not looking for comments on this, I just want to say a big EFF YOU to the situation getting in the way of my plans.
‡ ‡ ‡ End Whining ‡ ‡ ‡
Soooo… anyway! No sock knitting or spinning yesterday. I’m going to see what the day holds before I commit to doing anything besides going to the pool and napping.
Happy Sunday y’all! What are you doing today?
p.s. Texas competed in two divisions and came home with a Silver and a Bronze. And a hurt elbow. At least it is his left and we can still hold hands. 😀
I have finally caught up on my feed reader thing today. It may have involved skimming and deleting, but I’m at a zero count, so it works for me.
I have no idea what to do with the living room at the apartment. My furniture will not fit ( I’m going to torch the love seat anyway) and I’m really not finding anything that suits my fancy.
There are surprisingly little “apartment sounds”, but I’m still finding it hard to sleep well. I may have to purchase a topper for the mattress. It has a pillow top, but it is still quite firm. It suits Texas, but not me.
I’m spending the night again at the apartment, but I really do have to go back to the farm and pack up more schtuff. You’d be amazed at the amount of crap I’m throwing out. If I haven’t touched it in the two years we’ve been at the farm, it’s out of here.
Except for the yarn. Because, well, that would just be silly. I did contemplate a de-stash sale. For about a minute. I think there will be far more opportunities for meeting people and hanging out with the knitting. Being challenged by others instead of just letting things languish. I’ve already been invited to a weekly spin thing at a friend of a friend’s house.
I think moving may be good for the soul. Not the crazy making of actually having to pack and move, but the decluttering is rather freeing. Looking at that odd Hawaiian shirt salt and pepper shaker set and wondering if it is really going to follow me again. (It is not) Picking up the inkle loom and deciding that, yes, it is something I want to work on since I’ll have more time.
Of course, it doesn’t help that patient day made me all moody and introspective on top of the moving crazy. I don’t know if the Rituxan will work or if I’ll wake up blind or paralyzed (or hell, hit by a car crossing the street) and damn it! There are things I want to do and enjoy and see and discover while I still can. Sometimes I forget and get bogged down in the detritus of every day life.
Happy Tuesday y’all! L’Chaim!
And a Monday. Because I can start all the blog posts I want, I just don’t always finish them.
The weather is cold! (at least for Texas) We went right from Summer to Winter temps. 48 F this morning. I had to put on a pair of hand knit socks for the first time Saturday. I don’t know how long this is going to last, they’re saying we’ll be back into fall weather (high 80’s during the day and high 60’s at night) by the end of the week. I’ve had all of the windows open and am taking full advantage of it.
Texas and I did an American Horror Story marathon and are ready for the new season. It took a while to get into season one. Season two was better and I’m excited for three to start this week.
Sadly, I’m not doing much of anything else. I broke 3 embroidery hoop things this week and the cold is not playing well with the floppy paw. I’m trying to finish off the two or three socks that I have on the needles, but it is slow going, only being able to do a few rows at a time.
Cookie says I need a sock machine, but being able to find one is not so easy. I’m guessing wool socks weren’t that popular in Texas.
BTW, tomorrow I’ll have been blogging for 9 years. Nine years. Where did the time go?
Happy Monday y’all!