Wisdom Wednesday
An alarm that sounds like a truck backing up has been going on in my living room at one minute intervals for over 19 hours. The human spirit can adapt to anything.
A boy I used to babysit back in The Before Times passed away today. Seems like just yesterday he was running around with his blankie and a purple, Popsicle face. He was only 30. Cherish every moment you have. Old age is not a guarantee.
Knit Night got a little out of hand last Friday night. There were naked sheep and pole dancing. Just sayin'...Just when you think you've seen everything.
Can't give more details because..What happens at Knit Night stays at Knit Night.
The other night a thunderstorm sat right on top of my house; Flash!Boom!Flash!Boom! I finally freaked out a little and called to Ben who crawled in under the covers right next to me for the rest of the night. Twofer! You're never too old to need snuggle reassurance. Sometime your best buddy has 4 legs, fur, and bad breath.
I was kinda blue on Easter since I didn't have plans, am far from family and was just sitting around feeling sorry for myself. So I packed up and went down to the Ear where there were friends and an egg hunt and I had a great Easter afternoon. Twofer! If you don't like you're current situation, change it. Family is who you make it.
I've spent the better part of three days working on a heavily patterned Norwegian mitten. A little voice in my head kept been saying with every stitch, "You should have reversed the colors and used one size bigger needles." I got 2/3 of the way done before I listened and went back to the drawing board. Sometimes the voices in your head are right and you should listen.
While walking Ben, I came across a uber-huge mud puddle. I thought that: #1. I could leap it. #2. It wasn't that deep. Sometimes the voices are wrong. On both counts.
A boy I used to babysit back in The Before Times passed away today. Seems like just yesterday he was running around with his blankie and a purple, Popsicle face. He was only 30. Cherish every moment you have. Old age is not a guarantee.
Knit Night got a little out of hand last Friday night. There were naked sheep and pole dancing. Just sayin'...Just when you think you've seen everything.
Can't give more details because..What happens at Knit Night stays at Knit Night.
The other night a thunderstorm sat right on top of my house; Flash!Boom!Flash!Boom! I finally freaked out a little and called to Ben who crawled in under the covers right next to me for the rest of the night. Twofer! You're never too old to need snuggle reassurance. Sometime your best buddy has 4 legs, fur, and bad breath.
I was kinda blue on Easter since I didn't have plans, am far from family and was just sitting around feeling sorry for myself. So I packed up and went down to the Ear where there were friends and an egg hunt and I had a great Easter afternoon. Twofer! If you don't like you're current situation, change it. Family is who you make it.
I've spent the better part of three days working on a heavily patterned Norwegian mitten. A little voice in my head kept been saying with every stitch, "You should have reversed the colors and used one size bigger needles." I got 2/3 of the way done before I listened and went back to the drawing board. Sometimes the voices in your head are right and you should listen.
While walking Ben, I came across a uber-huge mud puddle. I thought that: #1. I could leap it. #2. It wasn't that deep. Sometimes the voices are wrong. On both counts.
What did you learn this week?
Comments
I (agree) with the color change on the mittens, (love) the doggie toy, and (don't like) that you're not feeling so well.
Sara (McGregor) from Platteville