This was the year I really started knitting for real. A quick check of ravelry reveals that I have completed 60 projects this year, some of which were multiple boob-knitting projects. It was easy to calculate because the item labelled Dixie’s birthday scarf was completed on 31 Dec 2008; and as soon as I finish a pair of mitts for my dad, I will be starting Dixie’s birthday hat for this year.
Karen · December 29, 2009 · Comments (3) · knittery
I have never been to the sales on Boxing Day before in my life. Pete’s sister and her boyfriend, a childless couple who have been renovating a house, have lots of things they need, and going to the sales seems like a good idea. We contemplate what to do with Bernard, and default to our usual solution: take him with us.
Karen · December 28, 2009 · Comments (2) · erzsebel du jour
During the last few days of snow, we were a little bit anxious that our plans for Yule might have to be postponed for a week. On the 23rd, the MIL called from South Mimms to say she would stay there for the night. The Small Boy and I trudged into town to do last minute food shopping, and wondered if we would need it at all.
Karen · December 27, 2009 · Comments (2) · erzsebel du jour
It was one of those days when the Small Boy woke at 5am sounding full of cold, and my heart sank because I really want him to enjoy the next few days. Also because we have to venture out again, to buy all the fruit and veg and stuff we forgot yesterday. Yesterday was an expedition to Morrisons, across the field in the snow, pulling our granny-trolley. Not so bad on the way there, very bad on the way back. Thank goodness for my new mittens.
But now all seems to be clear. He is lying on the floor doing an alphabet jigsaw, and I need to go and get dressed. There is a long list of chores for today, and we have to get to the library before 1. Bernard says it must be Christmas soon because there is snow. I say that some people call it Christmas, but we call it Yule. He says they’re the same thing.
Karen · December 23, 2009 · Comments (1) · erzsebel du jour
Curled up indoors with blankets, warm drinks, and cBeebies. Today was my last day of work, followed by the train home, walking (15 mins) up to the childminder to collect Bernard, and then walking (25 mins with child in tow) home – in heavy snow.
Wet coats hats scarves gloves hanging up in the garage, heating on, faces and hair dried. The washing machine won’t fill: either the inlet is frozen or the machine is kaput. Secretly I hope for a new washing machine, although this is the worst possible time to need one, as we are all about to run out of pants.
Karen · December 21, 2009 · Comments off · erzsebel du jour