I am not good at crafty things. Decoupage turns into a pile of sticky mess, making ornaments at Christmas is a wreck that never turns out properly. I try, boy do I try, but really I need to have a human being showing me how to do things, not a book, or even a video.
For a couple of years I have wanted the Knifty Knitters set. Tonight Tony brought me home the set of four round looms and the purple rectangular one. I have knit a small hat before on a friend’s set (hi Dayna!) and I loved it. Unfortunately I couldn’t remember how to do it, instruction drawings are beyond me as I just my brain sees it backward.
Yet, I have started as Tony read the instructions and showed me how to do it. Which means he bought me the set, taught me how to do it and bought me bright pink and red yarn so I would make something for myself first. Man, he is a sweetheart.
Back to my knitting, I want a hat by the weekend!
I am so cranky right now that it isn’t even funny. The fact that Tony hasn’t run off is just amazing. My stomach hurts where part of my incision is still healing, my insides hurt where my kidney used to be and my feet are so swollen they look like footballs with toes.
My doctors only prescribed a small amount of pain medication the last time so I’m running out of it. That means I am rationing it and well, yeah, of course that is why I’m cranky. I need to call the doctor tomorrow but I dread having to go back there. Not to mention the worry that something is wrong with my left kidney and that is why my feet and hands are swollen.
It isn’t an excuse but I know that is why I am so pissy with Tony right now. Even trying not to be everything is just weighing on me and he ends up bearing the brunt of it. Now he is asleep and I feel horrid for just being bitchy today.
Sigh, tomorrow’s a new day hopefully I won’t be so grumpy. I love you, Tony.
I, as well as a lot of Virginians, am dealing with a massive allergy attack as the weather has been so warm that everything is growing like it was early spring. In fact, it is so warm right now that we have a fan in the one window to pull some air into the house. Without it, the house is too warm and stifling which just adds to the allergy effect.
With the fan being in the window the boys are confused and thinking we’re going from Christmas right into spring. I hated to tell them that it is supposed to cool off this evening and that January and February are when we actually have our cold weather. Especially as Santa brought Tre and Charlie bikes and they are loving tearing around the yard on their tiny 16 inch bikes with training wheels.
They were outside for awhile but as most of the adults in the family are sick, or in pain, in some way shape or form, they are now inside. Charlie is squirmy and can not be still. Right now he is sitting beside me and spinning around as he has enough energy to light all of the eastern seaboard.
Tre is eating, again, as he is eats more than any 3 adults combined. It is amazing that he is so slim as he really does pack away the food. He eats way more than Charlie does yet, Charlie is chubby and weighs only 1 pound less than Tre. That wouldn’t be a big deal if it wasn’t for the fact that Charlie is 1.5 years younger, and several inches shorter.
Not that I mind, I love all my nephews, and my niece just alike. Writing about them here gives me a place to go look back at when they are much older and no longer the lovey dovey small kids but the petulant teenagers they will all most assuredly be.
This is Colson, he is 2, and will be 3 in March. He is a sweet little guy.
He loves trucks, cars, silliness and playing with his cousins. When they are together there will always be mayhem. He is very much like his Mom though with some ocd tendencies about things belonging in certain places at all times.
Colson does not like going home when he is playing with his cousins or his Poppy and will tell his Mom, very loudly that he would rather stay and play.
He is also a sweet loving child who loves to give hugs and kisses and say ‘I love you’ in a soft gentle voice.