Spazzmanda

I know now that with the present state of affairs that if  I don’t post for a few days, folks start to worry about me. I’m fine. I’m actually better than fine. Busy at work and at home (the house is still wrecked, but I’m hoping to remedy that soon.) I’ve dropped more than a whole size in my clothes- which is actually pretty fun and considering that I didn’t feel at all bad about my curvier self before, I’m just feeling BETTER in my own skin. I can run a little bit further every time and I feel so very much STRONGER physically. Getting “buff” is a good thing.

I got to meet my new “nephew” this weekend. One of my girls (my oldest and dearest friends) just gave birth on Wednesday to probably the prettiest newborn on the planet. They named him Nevin (his papa is Croatian) and he has the most golden, surprising head of red hair you have ever seen. I got to spend  quality time with him on Saturday and I so cherish this new addition to the family!

I’ve also decided that if I focus my energy, I can finish the stormwater shawl before I go to the beach in September. I have this vision of myself wearing it at sunset, the breeze wafting through the lacy silk and dammit, I’m going to have that!!! I worked very diligently on it yesterday when I took my mom to Knitch for her first knitting outing. This is a very diverse (and fun) group of knitters that meet each Sunday and I just love that my mom got to experience them. She claims to be a beginner (but I’d say she is at least an intermediate or an advanced beginner.) She is going to try her first garment and I couldn’t be more pleased with her selection. The lovely Jen sent me some ultra-sexy beaded yarn and a shrug pattern. Since I can’t make the shrug for a little while because of all the projects on ye olde needles, I lent the pattern to my mom who bought the most gorgeous Rowan yarn in “cranberry” to make it.  I’m going to be so jealous… wait, I already am! I covet, covet, covet this yarn it is so delicious. I’ll post more on her progress, she should be casting on this weekend.

I’m going to the lake and picking up granny on the way. It should be interesting. She insists on playing Monopoly (which I hate, I’d much rather play Trivial Pursuit, Scrabble or Pictionary) but Monopoly it is.

Grandma trumps kid every time.