Sunday with Mama

It is a rainy bluster sort of day here in northern Illinois and my Sunday to visit with mom. I am amazed that she will run around in this less than perfect weather like it was a beautiful sunny day but I guess when you are 91 every day your eyes pop open is a beautiful sunny day. Besides, I have never known my mother to let the weather stop her..... well maybe icy weather, that will. But bless her heart, she her only comment was "Maybe I should bring my umbrella".

We had a perfectly wonderful lunch with lovely conversation. Next stop was Jewel to pick up the 4 items on her list. Back home mom asked if I would please change her clocks.

Never but never visit my mother the day after daylight savings. She has 3,241 clocks and I am not kidding. There are 15 alone in the kitchen! I changed every one of them for her and made a mental note to skip that Sunday in October when they have to be turned back which is a bit harder than flipping them one hour forward. Kidding, I'd go every day and change them if she wanted me to.

Thanks for the day, mom. 
Your loving daughter,
Linda   

 

Productive Snow Day!

Tuesday morning brought with it the expected snowflakes.... school was closed and so was my store so I found myself with an unexpected *free* day. I vowed to use it to the fullest!


 I've been working on a lace shawl and hit row 37 and couldn't for the life of me get it to come out right. I was always a stitch or 2 short. After about the 3rd try I just decided to go on and try to make up for it in the following rows but the perfectionist in me just couldn't let that sit. As I got to row 41 and knew there was still a mistake down there in row 37...... well what would you do??
I frogged. That's knit speak for I ripped it out. Get it? ribbit ribbit?? And of course I had not put in a life line so I had to frog each and every little and I do mean little stitch for 5 rows of over 80 stitches on each row. Good thing I had a *free* day to do all this frog stuff as it took a very very very long time.

All frogged and on to try # 49,673 or so it seemed by then. Miracles of miracles I finally conquered row #37 !!!!
and for the life of me I cannot tell you why it was being so stubborn or which part of it was coming up wrong. I do think some knitting gremlin was working mischief....

Row 37 complete. There are only 81 rows to the shawl so I am just about almost half way. Isn't it looking pretty?

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What really made the day special tho was a phone call from my 91 year old mama. She never calls. Not just me, nobody. She has a hard time hearing on the phone and therefore doesn't like to use it unless she has to. I was talking to my bff at the time so mama left a message and as I was about to delete it after listening to it I decided to keep it. Mama's 91. Now I have a recording of her saying "Hi Linda, it's your mama. I was just thinking about you and decided to give you a call. So how are you?" I will keep that voicemail forever.

Goodnight from The Cottage ~