Another week has come and gone. Javier is mostly back on nights as of this week. I say mostly, because they are still calling him in in the morning. Sigh. I am trying desperately to help my husband sleep in the few hours a day that he has. It's not easy though, when the kids go jumping on the bed to talk with/wrestle with daddy because they miss him. But over all, I feel like things might be starting to settle down. Halloween is behind us, Thanksgiving ahead, and Xmas looming over my pocket book. I am going to try to have all of my shopping for Xmas done by the start of December, so all I have to do is enjoy the season. It's finally getting cold out here in Sunny Southern California. Even stranger is the fog that has been hanging out in the mountains around us. It makes for some lovely misty mornings. I can imagine all kinds of lovely shawls gracing my shoulders... but alas, I am knitting for others pretty much exclusively right now. And I am not a fast enough knitter to get everything done that I want to, when I want to (is anyone? Could you teach me how?) But I am truly enjoying the stolen moments with my needles right now. The wool blend I am working with right now is so beautifully soft... I love knitting with it. I only hope the recipient loves it as much! Right now all I really want to do is light a fire in my fire place, cuddle up with my yarn and needles, and carefully sip hot chocolate. Sigh. Maybe in about 5 years.
In the mean time, I came across this wonderful title... "Knitting Cure for Nerves" in which women at the turn of the century were prescribed *BY THEIR DOCTOR* to sit, covered up in their beds, and knit for 4-6 hours a day. Sigh. Only in my dreams I'm afraid. Go take a look, it is wonderful fun.