Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Let's Try This Again, Again

So it has been 4 years since I tried this blogging thing.  Yikes.  I'm going to try again.  I will blog about knitting (of course), family life, baking, and whatever else compels me.  I recently purchased a Canon Rebel T5i so I hope to post some photos that aren't too horrifyingly awful!

Here are a few from my recent visit to Three Lakes, WI.

 I fell in love with mushrooms while walking through the mist.

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Saturday, August 27, 2011

Let's Try This Again

I have been gone for almost a year.  When I say gone, I mean gone from this blog but still very much present in my family, work and knitting.  Why have I not written in this blog for so long?  I have no idea.  Been busy.  Not very technologically savvy.  I'm sure there are other reasons buried deep in my psyche, but let's try this again.

Henry is doing great by the way.  He has friends at school, has stuck with baseball and improved considerably, and he's still the funny, clever, quirky boy I love so much.  He is a happy well adjusted 11-year-old boy who loves baseball, roblox, cats, pop tarts, Calvin and Hobbes, chocolate brownies and Zaca Tacos (our favorite Mexican restaurant).

I made four Cecily Glowik MacDonald sweaters this summer.  They all turned out great but I think my torso is longer than I thought.  I'm working on a fifth pattern of hers but forgot a buttonhole so have to frog about 10 rows to put one in.  I will try to take some pictures of my various projects and post them on this blog and on Ravelry.

Forty-six is fast approaching.  I have not lost a few but I have purged quite a bit and continue to do so.  I figure I can be a work in progress and still be "46 and fabulous!"

Monday, September 13, 2010

"Now I Know I Have a Heart, Cause I Can Feel It Breaking"

Does anyone know what movie that quote is from?

My heart is breaking today for my son, Henry.  My heart often breaks for Henry.

One of the toughest things about having triplets of the same gender, is when one is not as "good" at some things such as sports, school, music etc.  It's tough even when your kids aren't the same age but it is especially tough when they are in class together, they have the same peers and always feel they are part of a unit.  We want each of our boys to have their own path, their own interests, their own successes in life but now at this age, with both parents working full time, it is so damn hard to spread our time out over four kids.  We tend to sign the boys up for baseball together, we signed them up for band together, cub scouts, swimming - everything.  Sam and Charlie are holding their own with baseball but it is such a struggle for Henry.  So we are letting him drop out if he wants to.  He loves the game - but as a spectator.  He knows everything about baseball.  He's a walking baseball encyclopedia.

The kids have started at a new school this year - long story.  So far, they all seem to be adjusting fine.  Then today Henry told me something that has me concerned.  The boys have a project at school where they can work with a partner.  Sam and Charlie each have a partner but Henry told me today nobody wanted to be his partner.  I didn't know what to say.  I think for me personally, that is one of the things I find so hard about being a parent - not always knowing the right words to help ease their way.

So, my heart is breaking for my boy.  My sensitive, clever, hilarious, frustrating, hot tempered, creative, heart as big as Texas boy.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Blogger's Shame

It took me FOREVER to figure out how to post something new.  I've got an embarrassing case of blogger's shame!!!!  How am I ever going to figure out how to put pictures on this thing?

Maddie Moo and I went for a bike ride today.  She just learned how to ride a two wheeler this summer and today we rode to church and back - five miles round trip.  She did great.  It took us about 30 minutes to get there but not bad at all.  She is such a great kid if I do say so myself.

45 - yikes

delicious chocolate cake with dark chocolate frosting.  Ole Bobaloo did a mighty fine job in the kitchen today.

I'm determined to make this year a turning point year.  Gotta get some things in order and maintain some peace in my mind.   I'm aiming for 46 and fabulous which means drop a few, save a few and purge a few too.

45 - here I go...

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Knit Picky Knitter: Everything's Fine with Sandy Denny in the Backgrou...

Knit Picky Knitter: Everything's Fine with Sandy Denny in the Backgrou...: "I am one of the many who believe Sandy Denny to be the greatest British Folk singer of all time. I'll have to remember to listen to her mor..."

Everything's Fine with Sandy Denny in the Background

I am one of the many who believe Sandy Denny to be the greatest British Folk singer of all time.  I'll have to remember to listen to her more often. 

My Debbie Bliss Kirsty sweater is coming along nicely.  I do like moss stitch and it lays nice and flat.  Don't have to block it much.

Does anyone out there watch Doc Martin?  I have watched the entire first season on Netflix and I love it.  Wasn't sure I would  - the first episode was kind of iffy for me but now I'm hooked.  LOOOOOOOVE Netflix Instant View.  I can watch a bunch of my favorite British shows and get some new ones.  I never watch regular TV but I love me some Netflix.  Charlie (eldest son by three minutes) and I have watched the complete first season of Merlin.  LOVE it.  Netflix and knitting are a match made in heaven. 

I'm going to try to knit more with just music on in the background - Sandy Denny will be perfect. 

Knitting is such a passive thing.  Maybe if I could exercise while knitting I might exercise once in a while and not watch too much Netflix.  Maybe I could lose the "baby weight" I've been lugging around for 10 years.  Now it is becoming middle age weight.  Argh.

Forty-five tomorrow.  It is hitting me hard for some reason.  I was hoping to feel "45 and fabulous" but instead I'm feeling "45 and forgettable".  I must work on that.  I do believe that my 45-year-old hormones are putting me through the ringer though.  Must be perimenopause?????  Oh Joy! Rapture!