Archive for April, 2006

Stressed!

No real reason, just stressed. That is all.

Back in the box?

Did I say that? One sick toddler plus one screaming infant plus 2 more puny-feeling kiddos may just thwart my plans. But at least I know what I *should* do. If I get a chance.

Knitting: 5 socks complete, including a pair :)

And the new Knitty is up. I am so making this. Perhaps I’ll use sock yarn. Perhaps I’ll cast on today.

A little taste of Heaven!

We love us some fried chicken here. I mean it’s everybody’s favorite. And I have not made it since DD#5 was born. Remember she’ll be 8 weeks old tomorrow. There is chicken in my frig, well over 10 pounds. I’ll start frying that up in a bit, and we will have it tonight and at least one other night this week.

Speaking of DD#5, she weighed 8 pounds yesterday. You may remember that according to the placenta, her birth weight shoulda been around 8′ 2″. We’ve almost found the rest of the baby! She’s gained three pounds from her lowest weight at 4 days. All that pump, pump, pumping is really paying off!

On the sock front, I now have 4 completed socks that fit the recipients. No pairs yet, but soon, as I am working the mates now. I think I am making fair progress. I had started out planning to work a little on each pair, in rotation, but that got a little crazy, even for me, what with having to move the row counters to different pairs, etc. Since I have a limit on row counters, I’ll just work in blocks of four. And I get a pair in every block, so how cool is that? Bonus: I am making sock recipes for each person as I go. On index cards, of course :)

I did work on my 3×5 box some more on Friday, and it’s finished in the respect that I’ve made cards for what I can think of, though I am sure I will discover more tasks as I go. So, officially, I am saying “I’m back in the box starting tomorrow.” Hold me to it. I hate being bossed around even when I am doing the bossing, even when it’s just index cards in a box.

I reckon I’ll call Mama directly, and have her take a piece of chicken when she goes to see Grandmother tomorrow. She loves her some fried chicken, too.

Where Jesus Is

So. Went to see Grandmother. Found her slumped from exhaustion in her wheelchair (where she had been since lunch) freezing in front of an air conditioner, in just a gown, no housecoat. They know that she is supposed to be able to lay down if she wants to, and that she is ALWAYS cold. Sigh. So, Mama gets the aides in to get her in bed, and I fix the air conditioner.

Anyway. We were asking her if she wanted this or that to ensure her comfort and she said to me, “I want to go home.” I just looked across the bed at Mama, and Mama said, “I can’t”. Grandmother was facing me, and her back was to Mama. I said softly, “I’m not sure she meant your house.” And Mama said, also softly, “Ask her what she meant, my home or eternal home.” So.

I asked her. “Where do you want to go?” and. she. said. “Where Jesus is.” And I just leaned over her and hugged her, and started crying. I told her that it wasn’t time yet. That Jesus was making a place for her, just like He said in His Word, and that He must not be finished with it yet, so she’d have to wait a bit longer.

I cannot explain how this hurts. See, I know that God is good, all the time, and all the time, God is good. I know that He is merciful. And I know that she is suffering, and so very ready to meet her Savior. And I struggle in my mind with this question of why He allows this to be???

(An aside to fundamentalists here: I am the most fundamental of fundies. So don’t even think to ask me “how dare you question God?” Because He knows my inmost thoughts, He already knows the struggles in my heart and mind. I am not stupid enough to think I can keep my doubts from Him, and I am wise enough to know that either He’ll let me know eventually, or else, it just won’t matter to me anymore. Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him. That doesn’t make me unquestioning, it only makes me trusting.)

I am ever ready to give account of the hope that is within me. And I know that I know that I know, that before we realize her soul has departed, she will be hearing the Savior say, “Welcome Home Muriel. Well done, thou good and faithful servant.” And she will be healed, and she will be whole, and she will find out that Baptists really can dance, and it’s not even a sin, LOL! And she will hurt no more. See, the Bible tells me that there is no pain in heaven, that He will dry every tear. That she, and I, and the redeemed of the ages will live forever, praising Him.

John 14: 1-4
1 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. 2 In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.
4 And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know.

1Thess 4:13-17
13 But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. 14 For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. 15 For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep. 16 For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: 17 Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.

2 Corinthians 5:6-10
6 Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord: 7 (For we walk by faith, not by sight:) 8 We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord. 9 Wherefore we labour, that, whether present or absent, we may be accepted of him. 10 For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ; that every one may receive the things done in his body, according to that he hath done, whether it be good or bad.

Revelation 21:4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

Sigh

Today I

    knit 9 rounds on DS#3s sock
    ripped out the toe on DD#4′s footie (it’s about 3 rounds too short)
    ripped out DH’s sock, (all 10 rounds) as it was too loose

I am so done trying to knit socks on 12 inch Add 2s. I sure hope my knitting goes better this evening. I’m back down to 2 of 24.

I did see Grandmother, but that’s another post, since I am still “mentalling” that visit. It’s a bit raw yet.

Some Progress

on several fronts!

Finally got around to balancing the check register from DH’s washed checkbook. Had to wait until those had cleared the bank, of course.

As for knitting, yesterday I only finished the one sleeve on DS#3′s sweater, and the body of my lace sweater. Then I picked up the socks. Finished a wee footie for DD#4, which brings me up to 3 of 24 completed. I did hers on 1s, and I have to say, I am loving that fabric, so I will be going down in needle size. I took a couple of mine that I had just cast-on off the needles so I can do them on smaller ones. I do have a fourth sock near completion, and it will be done next time I touch it. No pics until I have PAIRS!

Today: laundry, cleaning, socks and possibly some work on something else. DH is home, so I imagine I’ll be going to see Grandmother today.

I thought I had a lot to say, but I guess not, LOL!

Too funny!

Discovered when I picked up the sweater for DS#3 that i had already taken the row counter out of it, so DD#1 could use it on the socks she was starting. Finished that sleeve with a safety pin marker and tick marks. Then I had to get the body of my sweater to the point I could use that marker instead.

Which led me to consider who does not have a sweater this year, either finished or in progress, which led me to look at the stash page and do some matching.
DD#5 (blanket yarn or sock yarn or sierra quattro)
DS#2 (furlana or tiger)
DS#1 (rust encore or tiger)
DD#1–she wants periwinkle silky wool
DH–nothing suitable in stash
Me and Me (green cascade or svale or furlana or cotton fine)

BUT! DD#1 and I discussed making an heirloom sweater from the tiger, one that will get passed from kid to kid to grandkid. That’s a thought to bear thinking about.

As an aside, I am finding that the more I see great big needles used to make great big pieces of fugly, the more I prefer tiny yarn and needles. I want to make things that are exquisite, not quick. I mean, I am all for quick sometimes, but really. NO ONE should wear a garment knit on size 50 needles. I’m just sayin’.

I have a lot more to say on that, in fact, but it will hold for another day, I suppose.

Just knitting

DS#3 sweater update: worked some on the sleeve, then ripped it out. It was narrowing way to quickly. Ripped out and re-knit the neckline that I had said was too tight way back when. It fits nicely now. Took the sweater to knitting group, and got the sleeve past the point where I was before I ripped. He’ll have to try it on before I can do anymore.

I also worked on socks, of course.

POTD: More on DS#3′s sweater. It’s so close I feel silly not finishing it. Plus, I can have the row counter back then–for socks, teehee!

WHY?? You ask why I cast-on all those socks? Because
1)I was afraid I would leave someone out in the shuffle, and
2)the children ask “are those my socks?” They understand “no, these are yours” much better than “later”, and
3)I wanted always to have a pair that was easy to grab and continue on the fly–car trips, tv watching, etc, and
4)It was fun!

I am behind again this morning. I think I will have to set my alarm.

DS just tried on the sweater, about 10 more rounds should finish that sleeve :)

ETA: 5)I do alot of my knitting after the kids are asleep, so I did not want to be at a stand-still waiting to try on a sock.

6)I want to venture into patterned socks, and need to use up some of this colored yarn so I can justify some suitable yarn for patterns.

7)I won’t knit for someone I am mad at, so I need a back-up plan. (Yes, I do get mad at my family: I’m as human as the rest of you, LOL!)

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