Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Lucky me.
My trip was much better than I ever imagined it would be.
It was like I was moving in slow motion. I couldn't believe the luxury of not feeling responsible for anyone but myself for a few short days. It was like getting a cold drink of water after being very thirsty.
Then there was the sheer euphoria of seeing my boys run toward me at the airport. The little one was in his footie pajamas and a pair of cowboy boot puddle jumpers. They hugged me tight and for a long time and I sobbed. Sweet.
Both boys and their daddy drew me dozens of pictures and cut construction-paper hearts and taped them over the dining room threshold to welcome me back. They made me wait in the entryway so they could position themselves under it and yell SURPRISE, when I walked in. I sobbed more.
What a good husband I have. Someday, we'll travel to Philadelphia together and eat Indian food and Dim Sum and walk a lot.
Things that made me smile in Philadelphia:
My trip was much better than I ever imagined it would be.
It was like I was moving in slow motion. I couldn't believe the luxury of not feeling responsible for anyone but myself for a few short days. It was like getting a cold drink of water after being very thirsty.
Then there was the sheer euphoria of seeing my boys run toward me at the airport. The little one was in his footie pajamas and a pair of cowboy boot puddle jumpers. They hugged me tight and for a long time and I sobbed. Sweet.
Both boys and their daddy drew me dozens of pictures and cut construction-paper hearts and taped them over the dining room threshold to welcome me back. They made me wait in the entryway so they could position themselves under it and yell SURPRISE, when I walked in. I sobbed more.
What a good husband I have. Someday, we'll travel to Philadelphia together and eat Indian food and Dim Sum and walk a lot.
Things that made me smile in Philadelphia:
- Almond-stuffed dates, wrapped in bacon and topped with cabrales blue cheese at Alma de Cuba.
- Alma de Cuba
- Reading Terminal Market. Fabulous in every single way.
- Beautiful Historic buildings with placards dated 1750.
- Spending time with my dad. I love my dad.
- The Philadelphia Buyers Market of American Craft. An overwhelming concentration of talent and inspiration.
- Men in ties
- Espresso at La Colombe
- People calling me honey.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Orion's Log Cabin
My much younger cousin (whose not really all that young), just had her first baby.
Congratulations to all in her sweet family!
The new little boy has been on my mind in the past few weeks, as I've completely relished knitting a happy little log cabin square for him. It was originally intended to be a blanket (a la mason dixon), but the short rows I used to make the pieces non-square (i.e. charming) have had the added effect of causing the little square to pop out convexly and rather, well, pillow-like.
This happy little accident, combined with the fact that baby Orion came 3 weeks early have sealed the fate of this little square, as a 20" pillow, instead of a much larger blanket.
I will sew a pillowcase from some fun fabric, tack the log cabin square to it, and then embroider his name somewhere.
Thanks for talking me through all this, Heather. As always, you give my knitting crises your full, therapist-quality attention. I hope to always do the same for you!
Tomorrow I'm off to Philly. gulp.
In my fantasies, I'm relaxed (peaceful even) and savoring every moment. In my nightmares, I'm worrying about my children and aimless without their constant company.
I feel excited tonight, and that is a good sign.
Happy Valentines day!
My much younger cousin (whose not really all that young), just had her first baby.
Congratulations to all in her sweet family!
The new little boy has been on my mind in the past few weeks, as I've completely relished knitting a happy little log cabin square for him. It was originally intended to be a blanket (a la mason dixon), but the short rows I used to make the pieces non-square (i.e. charming) have had the added effect of causing the little square to pop out convexly and rather, well, pillow-like.
This happy little accident, combined with the fact that baby Orion came 3 weeks early have sealed the fate of this little square, as a 20" pillow, instead of a much larger blanket.
I will sew a pillowcase from some fun fabric, tack the log cabin square to it, and then embroider his name somewhere.
Thanks for talking me through all this, Heather. As always, you give my knitting crises your full, therapist-quality attention. I hope to always do the same for you!
Tomorrow I'm off to Philly. gulp.
In my fantasies, I'm relaxed (peaceful even) and savoring every moment. In my nightmares, I'm worrying about my children and aimless without their constant company.
I feel excited tonight, and that is a good sign.
Happy Valentines day!
Labels: life in general, log cabin knitting
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