I am waiting for the changes. Some I wait for impatiently, some I dread, some have to happen, some can’t. Changes are part of life. The only end to change in one’s life is the end of one’s life. I know this, but it doesn’t make some changes any easier.
We’ve spent all summer working on the new house…talk about a change! The house is incredible and I cannot wait to move in, but I have to wait another week I think. There are still a handful of things that need to happen and I don’t want to rush in where we are living in an uncomfortable situation. It’s funny, I am dying to move in, but I am nervous and worried at the same time.
My sisters are all having major changes happening in their lives. I am standing on the sidelines waiting to see who needs to be picked up. My stomach turns and churns watching and waiting for the last shoe to drop in all of these situations. I know that at least two of the sisters will come out stronger on the other end, but I can’t stand to see them hurt, but the other sis…I’m not so sure about.
My girls have changed schools. We put them in the local Waldorf school after three years of public school for the oldest and one for the youngest. This was a very hard change to make. We fell in love with the school more than a year ago and have been planning this change for that long, but we still had tears from the oldest for the first couple of days. It’s funny, she knows that this is where they belong, but she is still homesick for the other school. They have both started to settle in and seem to really be blossoming. They are wonderful girls (yes, I am biased, but this is true). They are creative, curious, polite, full of wonder, adventurous, willing to try, and good hearted….all of these things seem to help them fall right in with the other children and I look at their classmates and am amazed to find such confident, grounded little beings. This has been a great change even with the challenges.
Speaking of changes, there are some I need to make (or I should say, Henry and I need to make). On the health from the two of us are woefully unprepared to get older. We need to clean up our diets and start exercising. And I need to find a way to learn to let go of stress or at least not react so strongly to it. The summer’s stress has caused me a hard summer and at least one minor exacerbation. I need to get healthy physically, mentally and emotionally to lull my MonSter back to sleep. Once we finally get moved, the changes will be coming on that front.
Now I know most of you bother with my blog more for pictures and knitting than for the dribble above, so ask me how I meet all of these changes… Well, I continue to knit. As Elizabeth Zimmerman says, “Knit on with confidence and hope, through all crises.” I have not exactly produced a ton, but I have managed to continue to knit a little here and there throughout all of this junk and have a few things to show for the effort. I made a baby jacket for a friend fo a friend and I knitted a big headed monkey for Mycah’s birthday. I also started a vest for me for winter. The only downside to the vest is that I have to borrow it back from the shop as Carolyn gave me the yarn to knit it for the shop sample!
Yes, folks…we have had a couple of real snow days. By real, I mean we got about 5 inches of snow. Now, I know for those friends of mine still in Iowa and now in MN, 5 inches is laughable……but in TN, 5 inches of snow makes the city stop, grown men and women turn into children and causes the grocery stores to run out of milk, bread AND toilet paper!
On Thursday evening, our school system called off school for Friday. I got up Friday morning to find the streets barely damp. We were very disappointed, but not surprised as this is par for the course in Nashville. At 9am it started snowing in a manner that seemed promising. It was not bad and I had to go to my Nanny’s because she had an ice maker line fail and I (being the busy body, ex-claims adjuster I am) had to make sure things were going as they should. I wound up spending about 2 and a half hours there calling insurance companies, condo association, er services, etc. By the time I was ready to leave, we had about an inch and a half. No problem, I learned a lot about snow in Iowa. While this is true, I failed to take into account that not everyone in Nashville went to Iowa with me. I got on Briley Parkway only to find it at a stand still because there were 4 accidents all within 1 mile of each other!
I finally made it home and spent the rest of the day watching the snow accumulate, doing science experiments with the girls, cooking and seeming up a baby sweater while the girls painted a bird house next to me in their craft/toy room. It was so cozy and lovely. We had a great time.
We did not go sledding yesterday as I really wanted the snow to get to the point that it was deep enough to sled nicely. So, this morning we got up ready for some serious sledding. I planned to drive down to the park a mile from the house, but could not get the car out of the drive because I closed the gate last night and the gate must be dug out before we can open it. So, we sledded our street, then the green at Waverly-Belmont and then at the park. Henry and I pulled the girls most of the way there and back. We did not have sleds because we lost them in the Iowa flood, so I bought inner tubes. They worked pretty good after getting out technique down. On the way back home we stopped at the Frothy Monkeys for hot chocolate and a late lunch. It was a great time. Now we are in, warm and fed. I plan to do some knitting and bake some bread. The girls are enjoying taking it easy after playing so hard and Henry is playing WOW.
I LOVE snow days!
Here’s some pics of our two snow days.
Some of you may remember that one of my sisters had her fourth and final baby in early January. I had not seen Elliot until 2 weeks ago. I had to fly in to Nashville for my nuero appointment and got to stay with Allison, Sam and all the kids. We had a great time. The two oldest, Chance and Emmy are turning out beautifully. They are sweet and well mannered and quite handsome too! Chance is 12 and Emmy is 10. They are both a great help with the two little one. The next up is Evans. She is almost 3and a delight. I got several great big, heartbreakingly sweet hugs from Evans….another keeper! And then there is little Elliot. I have to say…she’s perfect.
OK…back to the post, I got a little sidetracked. So, I had started a Debbie Bliss sweater. It was cabled and seed stitched. I love cables, hate seed stitch. I almost finished the back, but I just did not want to finish it. So, the Sunday before I left to go to Nashville I bought some pink tweed yarn from Crazy Girl and busted out Elizabeth Zimmerman’s Almanac. I sis the two-needle baby sweater….some call it the gull lace sweater. I cast on Sunday evening. I finished the yoke on Monday evening, started the lace on Tuesday and split for the sleeves before getting to the airport. I knit like a maniac through two flights and a delay. By the time I got to Allison’s house, I had knit to about an inch and a half under the arms. This was Tuesday night. On Wednesday I got to within an inch of the bottom. On Thursday morning I finished the border, seemed the sleeves weaved in the ends. As soon as the ends were woven, we left for the airport….talk about the nick of time! I cannot say enough good things about the pattern. It was quick and easy once digested. As with all of Zimmerman’s patterns, there is something of a leap of faith aspect. I really believe that knitting was so much a part of her that it was intuitive. I also think that she felt it should be intuitive to all of us and she would just help us hurry and get to that stage. She is certainly hurrying me right along!
I think Allison likes the sweater and baby Elliot, well she seemed happy! Here’s the photos Allison took of Elliot and the sweater.