still giving thanks!
Even though I missed all the fun yesterday. I was ready to go, just needed to put on shoes. But that became an impossible task when the nausea hit. Then the dizziness hit, no, I am not pregnant. I was fighting it for a bit and then gave up. Sent Hubster and the girls on to the festivities and I went back to bed. Stayed there until 4:00 pm. Didn't knit a stitch until 7:00 pm. 30 minutes later food arrived. Tastier food than the cheese and crackers I had for lunch.
Of course, I was feeling sorry for myself. No one would even miss me. I was expendable. Poor me. But then I told myself to cut it out. I was still more fortunate than many. I had a nice cozy house to be sick in. I had 2 families sending home food for me. I had a restful day instead of a running day. I wasn't spending the day in a hospital or shelter. It may have been a special day that I hated to miss, but it was only one day in the year. There are other opportunities to be with the ones I love. What also struck me, was the many blogs I had read leading up to this day, that moaned about the Holiday and the family it entailed. Horror stories about what they would have to endure; the censor, put downs, smoke filled rooms (I dodged that one by not being able to go to his sisters), tension and misery.
The only misery I expect is to be surrounded by all the beautiful and petite women my cousins and brothers have married. Only one is as tall (I am only 5"8", but everyone else is 5'0"-5'5") as I, but she's gorgeous and slender. I know I can do slender, but no way can I do gorgeous. But it really isn't misery since I love these gals, and their insides are just as beautiful as their outsides.
So I ended up watching a "What Not To Wear" marathon and knitting. Here's the proof. Started Wednesday evening, at the one function I have been able to get to. Faded Cables from Knitter's issue 61?
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I just love the fluted edge this makes. Had a bit of struggle trying to size it down from the pattern yarn gauge and to fit a head sized child. The original is 23", too big for the 4 year old.
Now it's off to work with the girls in tow. Hopefully they will behave and I will be busy and they can help. Not sure how it will go for a yarn shop the day after Thanksgiving. Not exactly the place most people come for the bargain shopping. But maybe the knitters will be out to relieve the stress of the day before. I will be working on moving some things, trying to move stock out the door. Better get gone!
