Lattice Blanket

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The color doesn’t show very well in this picture, but here is the lattice blanket I’ve been working on for the baby. It is a fresh green color. Blue Sky Alpaca 100% organic yarn. I fell in love with this stitch when I saw the sample at Angel Hair Yarn. I had to pull out about 10 rows because I got off somehow and didn’t notice my mistake until 9 or 10 rows later. I had to let it rest for a few days before I could actually pull out my mistake and get started again. But I’m back on it. I took it to the ball park with me and added a few rows between watching Will bat and play the field. I can’t wait to see it finished and folded up in the nursery, but I find the knitting very relaxing. With each stitch I find myself thinking about the little one that will be cuddling up in it.

Fruit

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It’s my month to serve as deacon usher at church. This means I get to provide the after service snack. I am loving this platter I picked up at Christmas time. Doesn’t it look great filled with fruit? It is so easy, I think I’ll be filling it up like this every Sunday.

Of course, it is tradition at our church to have cookies with our coffee, so I baked a few cookies to go along with the fruit. I always enjoy putting these little snacks together. As I gather, pour and stir, I think of all the members of my church family and say prayers for each of them.

Poetry Friday

Love this poem I discovered this week. The Pink Car by Mark Halliday. You can find it on pages 8-9 of Poetry 180 the anthology of modern poetry by Billy Collins. (Thanks Beth for loaning me this book. I’m enjoying reading a poem a day.) I don’t really feel right posting the entire poem here without permission from the poet, so I will post a few stanzas and suggest you find the poem.

The second stanza:

Why is it pink? The question does not come up.
The pink car is just what it is and glad so.
Pink is its own color, of its own, being that.

The final stanza:

Stopping quiet but ready to go, to go
and be the pink car which is all it wants.
And when will I, when can
I ever be the man impied by this sedan?”

Wordless Wednesday

FOUND IT!!!

I have been a bit worried that last few weeks. My journal was lost. I was beginning to think it had been taken. I can’t imagine why anyone would want to take it. I’m sure it would be the most boring reading in the world, but I had looked everywhere and was beginning to think someone must have it. It didn’t help that someone left me a note in my office the other day. The note was actually written using my label maker that is kept in the keyboard cubby of my desk. It said, “Ha Haaaaaaaa you’ve been shacked!!!!!” I’m not sure what shacked means, but I was beginning to convince myself that it must mean, “I came in and took your journal off your desk!” After talking to Beth about it and feeling a little guilty that I actually thought someone would take it, I decided to search the cars one more time. There it was, under a stack of hockey jerseys in the trunk of Bill’s car. I am so excited to have it back. I feel like I should go and apologize to those few whose names were in the back of my mind each time I thought it had been taken, but I am relieved to have my dear friend safely by my side again.

Week 24

I’ve been puzzled, perplexed and disappointed with my blogging for several months now. 24 weeks to be exact. I have let my blog slip away with only a few posts here and there for the last 24 weeks. Why haven’t I had anything to share? Why can’t I think of anything to say? Should I just quit trying? As I drove home from the grocery store yesterday, I found myself pondering these questions. The answer hit me right in the tummy. I realized that all my spare thinking time over the last 24 weeks, the time that had been devoted to thinking and philosophizing, has been overtaken by the baby kicking around inside me. I have spent all my alone time thinking about the little baby growing inside me and talking to her. So, will I write more now that I have made this discovery? I’m not sure. I think I may be ready to share my thoughts about this little miracle, but then again I might not be. I guess we will see.

A Day at the Frist

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The kids and I spent a day at the Frist Center in Nashville last month. I’m just now getting around to blogging about it. Here you can see Will working on his sculpting abilities.

And here he is posing with his creation. Tobi took her friend Ellen with her. They spent most of the day trying to avoid being with Will and I, so I didn’t get any pictures of her while we were in the museum. We did stop long enough to get this picture as we were leaving. It was a great day even if it was way too crowded to leisurely enjoy the artwork from Monet to Dali. Will enjoyed all the fun art activities that they had planned for kids, and Tobi enjoyed spending the day with her friend Ellen. We met Beth and her niece Haley there, but it was so crowded it was difficult to really enjoy each other’s company. Even with the huge crowd, we enjoyed ourselves. I’m sure we will make another trip soon, but it won’t be on a Family Day.