Phew. I am always 100 times more tired on Monday than on Friday. Part of that is thanks to The Hubby's schedule which leaves me a single mom for much of the weekend, and part of it is just, we do a lot on weekends! This weekend Princess Girl attended a birthday party- as did I- where NO children were beaten up! We played in the yard lots.
A few lovely friends came over to watch a movie, knit and chat. And eat yummy chocolate cake- a collaboration by me and The Hubby. On Sunday I took both kiddos to the playground and ran them ragged,
then they napped and I...

...did some more work on the Ts. I am up to 19 now, so I either need to recover 1 or 6 more from the garage. These 5 come in part from my last garage scavenger hunt. The weather is momentarily gorgeous, so I am hoping to get in there and look some more. Our garage, by the way, is kind of a disaster. It's full of stuff in boxes. All the baby stuff and outgrown clothes, because it took me forever to really let go of the idea of the 3rd child. Now, I just need to get busy and sell it all. Also, The Hubby's defunct motorcycle, and TONS of my crap. Somewhere in there are the rest of the Ts I can see in my head...
It's funny- working on this quilt has made me uber-nostalgic. I have broken out old CDs. I have reminisced to unhealthy levels. I have annoyed The Hubby with ramblings about way back when. And it's almost like I have sent some vibes out into the universe, because, last Weds. I found an email in my in-box from a boy from long ago. Freshman year of high school, in fact- but he was a few years ahead. I thought of him muchly over the years, and as it turns out, he too uprooted from suburban northern VA and ended up in- wait for it- CO! Not so very very far from me at all. (And he was here first, it seems!) After learning that someone's husband (go congratulate her on her knitty.com publication!) went to high school with my husband back in MA, back in the 80s, I am starting to wonder if perhaps all everyone we went to high school with will eventually turn up near Boulder?? Anyway! That email, and the ensuing virtual conversation, prompted me to do some good ole cyber stalking. Thru the magic of Google and on-line resumes, I managed to touch base with my high school best friend. We lost touch of each other ages ago- after Princes Girl was born, but we had drifted to a very distant place before then. I am still trying to figure out how I feel about waking up these memories. There's a lot of angst tied up in my high school self, and I don't want to let it all out again. Then again, maybe some of this is a chance to feel better about some old stuff? Who knows! Meanwhile, I'll just keep plugging away at that memory quilt...







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