gift making

er, um...yeah. exactly...well, a gift for me, that is! how stinkin' selfish is this...i spent the whole weekend working on this!



(knit in blue sky alpaca's sport weight in a nice, deep green (almost brown)mmmmm, cushy!)

well, i'm blaming it on the need to relax, sit still, and not stress. the testing for eli begins monday morning, 7am. he's not to eat or drink anything after midnight, which will stink, taking that he still nurses and typically right around 4am. i've been fighting the tears and the worry (for i know it adds nothing to your life!), but man is it hard! so...cute sweater in tow, i will set off to the surgical center at 6:30am with chris and eli. stella will stay with grammy and boppa for the night. can't wait for monday to be over!!!

so back to that holiday gift making (the real kind...you know, for others!)

ETA: 6:47pm ACTUAL: changing every minute

so this is a desperate wife waiting anxiously for her hubby to come home. i think i've had it with the touring for now. it's been a busy year for it and i don't handle the temporary single-mom-ness well. anyway, i'm just jotting down my current neurosis because it is so funny....i wanted to see how chris' flight was doing...you know, on time, etc. so i googled JFK airport arrivals...at some point i ended up here where i've been SERIOUSLY watching his plane do circles over the ocean! stella and i are cracking up at the little red line behind the plane make little tiny OOOs...anyway...can't wait for him to be home!!! and according to flightstats...that'll be soon!!!

edited 7:16pm...landed on runway at 7:13. now...for the drive here from new york...
**sigh**

trouble with titles

oh geez...just had a melt down over what to call this stupid thing. realized why i haven't written anything in about 12 years. total fear of man...am i original? (is anyone?) did someone else already do that? (probably) am i being authentic? (probably not) who am i??? (oh for crying out loud!!!)

so thanks to lots of encouraging talk from hubby, i have chosen a name and will stick with it for better or worse.

picking up purls.
when i knit, i get sloppy. sometimes i drop stitches accidentally. sometimes i have to rip it all apart. i hate picking up purls. its just hard for me to do.

purls=pearls=wisdom (that whole thing)
i hope to find some..if i do, i'd like to buy it whole-heartedly...

alright. that's that.

that's something, at least!