High Flight

 

And while with silent lifting mind I've trod

The untrespassed sanctity of space

Put out my hand 

and touched the face of God. 

-John Gillespie Magee Jr.

Whew....Now that's a happy ending. Best three of hours of TV ever. 

Friday Fluff: What a Pain

 

I was really excited about The Mister going off to play golf yesterday. I had plans. Big plans for a day all to myself and then...somehow I managed to do something extremely painful to my back that kept me on the couch all day in misery. I watched old movies and spent some time with my handspun projects. I retired another marker on the Pi Shawl. I only have this far to go now. 50 stitches to be exact. 

It was a cold morning so I enjoyed pulling the Garter Squish over my lap while I worked on it. I changed colors I hope for the last time. I'll have to see how it plays out with the rest of it. I'm looking for a balance.

Neck pain, migraine and now back spasms. I've really had a week with this old body. It's a good thing I didn't have anything important to do. One of the movies I watched had Bette Davis crocheting her way through a murder trial. It made me think of the orphan handspun Grannies I had sitting by the Ladybug. I added two more to the pile. Crocheting with wonky handspun is a challenge. I have no plan for any of them. It's just nice to pick up a hook now and again to remind myself how bad I am at it. 
 

Spring Cleaning

 

Yesterday was a blissfully calm day. I even got to do some puttering in the upstairs craft room. I cleaned out and organized my yarn closet which is a chore that I always look forward to. So many projects to be. I know I'm in fantasy land while I'm in there but I don't care. It's a place I like to visit and where I feel most at home. 

Imagine my surprise when I found this. Back in winter I wanted a pink hat. I thought one ball of Brava chunky would do it but it didn't. Following the pattern, I made a hat that was too small. I only had that little ball left and didn't want to order another whole skein for the few inches I needed. Much to my surprise I found two more balls of Brava in the exact color in the closet. If I had looked around I could have saved the hat. I can just knit another one with those two balls but that will have to wait until next winter. As cold as it is right now, I don't want to be working on winter things.

And how about a Betty brag? She's making bubbles regularly now. This is just a small bit of starter I made for bread this morning with some discard and she rose up quick as can be. As happy as I am with the bubbles, I miss Betty White. This Brown/White hybrid is too sour for my taste. I'm going to have to work on transitioning her even further before I bake again.

Wednesday WIPs: When it Rains it Pours

 

All I managed to work on this week was the Hue Shift. I had to do the first square in the third row twice. The square I'm working on now seems to be behaving.

It turned out to be another one of those days. I woke up at 2 am with a terrible headache and at 9 am ended up here. At the vets. 

I thought someone had a UTI but it turned out it was just an inflamed backside. She got a butt trim and a good cleaning and was sent home with a 10 day supply of antibiotics. She had gotten a bath on Saturday and I might have been too zealous with the soap and the washrag in a certain delicate area. Expensive lesson learned. $350.

She absolutely hates the vets and wore herself out fretting about it. That turned out to be a good thing because she was calm for the rest of the day and we spent it napping my headache away. Here's hoping today is a better day for us both.

TNT: No Rest for the Weary

 

I sat down for a very few minutes yesterday and stitched the name of the author and started a new tree on the garden sampler. Between kitty sitting, stiff neck and holiday cleaning there wasn't any time for sitting and stitching this week. 

I was tired from Sunday's festivities and I was looking forward to a lazy day to get some crafty stuff done but instead it started with a bang. That was the sound of my mother's and grandmother's china hitting the floor....

...when the shelves in the cabinet that I keep it in collapsed. Somehow nothing broke. We spent the morning trying to figure out how to fix the shelves. Upon examination it seems that we had the pegs in the wrong way. We flipped them over and hopefully that was enough to keep everything where it's supposed to be. 

Then there was this. At 8 am a dumpster was delivered. We had a giant pile of debris from the bathroom remodel that needed to go. We always do this type of clean up in the winter before the critters and bugs wake up but most of our winter was covered in ice so we didn't get it done when we wanted it to. The Mister decided this was the week so we spent the rest of the day hauling stuff and cleaning out sheds. I am very happy to report that at this writing The Mister is as tired as I am. Maybe tomorrow will be a day of recovery. I sure hope so. I'm really tired.

Hippity Hoppity

 

Look who we ran into yesterday.

He made a big impression on Baby Grand. Big Grand had seen enough big bunnies this week to be wary of a random one just taking a stroll. Smart kid. 

The egg hunt we had planned with the Grands in our yard got rained out so we took them down to the boardwalk and hid the eggs among the benches and the flower beds. It was just as wet but there was much less mud. 

The kiddies didn't seem to mind getting soaked. 

Finding eggs was okay but it was puddle jumping that really got their attention. 

Before all that excitement, I tried out the oven for the first time on a ham. It worked perfectly. The rest of dinner was my pathetic attempts at potato salad and coleslaw. In all my years, the proper execution of both eludes me. The deviled eggs and roasted asparagus were good though.

Daughter brought a bunny cake from her favorite gluten free bakery....

...and some fancy chocolate bunnies from a chocolate shop she discovered in Connecticut last week. 

Eggs were dyed.... 

....and crafts were done. Without any of the other Grands, it was a scaled down version of our usual holiday festivities but we made it work.

Hoppin' Down the Bunny Trail

 

Happy Easter!