I have been in a crappo mood for the last few days. I want my ankle to get better faster, a lot faster, so I push a little and then weather fronts come chugging through and my ankle aches, a dull, near constant ache the last few days. I know it's because I did yoga on my feet the other morning and because the weather is changing like a teenager changes clothes but I want to be better NOW. So I cast around for things that would make me feel better.
I noticed this morning that our celery stub is really sprouting. Look at that! We plonked it in there last Saturday and already the center is pushing out new leaves. Very cool.
Last month I was in Office Depot looking for binders for the Knitting Guild library when I saw the last, lonely owl mouse hanging on a floor display. I had to have it but hadn't opened it until this morning when I realized that an owl mouse would make me smile.
At work yesterday, in between customers and visitors (why did all 3 visitors arrive at once, huh? can't they spread themselves out a bit?), I got the second ankle scallop knitted and the stitches picked up for the next scallop on the ankle back. Still didn't cast on the fourth preemie hat but I have to do that today, there's only a week of June left. No, really, next Friday is July 1. Already.
On my way home from work I stopped off and treated myself to some new bras. No, I'm not showing you, not on me, not draped artfully over a lamp or chair, just trust me I needed them, they were "buy 2, get 2 free" so I went for it. And may I say, ahhhh.
When I got home there was a little square package waiting for me and in it was a "Weave-It" loom. I had one of those when I was a teenager, made nearly 60 squares with Mom's yarn scraps that I crocheted edges on and turned into an afghan, and I distinctly remember ditching it when we moved here almost 15 years ago. Knitting pal, MW, found some older models of them that we bought from Goodwill a couple years ago but I wanted a pin loom. He found one for 99 cents there a few weeks back, I went on eBay and found one for considerably more money (but not an outrageous amount for a nostalgia item--with all the directions) and "bought it now."
June 23--David Brooks
A posse of pint-size road warriors
skate up the center of the street,
The asphalt Stanley Cup
before the streetlights turn on and
everyone's called home.
Wasn't that when everyone had to be home? That was our deadline, to be home when the streetlights turned on. Kids these days sure don't have the freedom we did and it's a damned shame. There wasn't an Aldi ad in our paper the other morning and Durwood needs one so I'll swing by on my way to work and nab one. Toodle-oo!