Knitting, Packages, and One More Reason Why Putting Me in Charge of Children is Questionable

It’s been a pretty busy week for me; the week before half-term always is. I’m trying to get to a stopping place before the two day break from school, and I’m also trying to meet my goals for this point in the term. Knitting time has been in short supply, but I have managed to do a few things.

My TARDIS shawl/scarf continues along—I’m in the exciting decrease section now, so the rows are getting shorter and shorter. I hope to pick up the stitches at the bottom over half-term. It curls a lot so you can’t see the real shape of it very well, but here is what it looked like this morning:

I also started the knot chart of my Celtic stole that Beth and I are doing as a knit along. There is something so satisfying in working with the soft cream colored wool that just makes me happy!

I got to packages in the mail yesterday—so exciting! First, I got a box that Mercy sent me from Korea while she was studying there last fall. She had put in all sorts of fun goodies; I love them all!

The socks are particularly fun, and what’s more shocking, they fit! Happy feet!

Jennifer sent me a package that had lovely smells emanating from it, and when I opened it I found to my delight that it contained a jar of pumpkin butter, and some pumpkin pancake/muffin mix. Oh, there will be some pumpkin going on in my house this weekend!

Funny story: This week Pam gave me back a book that I had recommended almost a year ago for her to read to the boys, Red Hugh. I LOVED this book as a kid, and I was excited to see it in the staff library. few months ago Pam had finished reading it and said that it had too many crude and coarse things in it to read to the boys. I must admit that I got rather upset about that. I felt like my judgment and my family’s had been called into question, and I sputtered and fumed a bit internally. Well, when I go the book this week, I sat down to read it and got quite a shock. This was not the book I though it was! It was about the same historical figure, but it was a totally different book! Boy did I feel stupid… When will I ever learn…Well, a

I thought I’d close with this picture of what my cat has done to a ball of my TARDIS yarn. Beth’s theory is that she likes the color blue. My theory is that she is a CAT and thus doesn’t need an understandable motive, but whatever the case, Java has taken it up herself to make this yarn unusable, or at the very least full of cat hair. Brat…