Life is moving along as normal here. I've been spinning and knitting, and enjoying it more lately. Somewhere along the way, my mojo has found me, and I'm very happy creating again. I didn't ever stop, really, but I was having a hard time being excited about my projects. But the Argosy scarf is almost done, and I can't remember a project I have enjoyed so much from beginning to end. I think I'm going to have to make a matching one for myself. I'm also contemplating some adult felted clogs, since Arleta has been trying so hard to show me how easy they are. I think they'd make a fantastic gift. I don't know if I could knit a pair in four days like she can, but they have a cool gift-giving factor that I can't ignore any longer. Ah, the siren call of a new project...
Each year, my husband and I help to host a pumpkin carving extravaganza at our church, and we'd better get on it. It's nearly October! I think we'll toast pumpkin seeds this year while we're there, and show everyone how to do it. We have a local expert come in and give the kids tips, hand them safety knives, and watch them go. Some parents get involved and are really creative with their pumpkins. I think there's an artist hidden away in all of us, and who can resist a big orange gourd for a canvas?
My daughter is having consecutively harder days in preschool. It's quite an adjustment, having to get along with other kids! She's a good-natured child, except for naptime, but her Id is present and accounted for at preschool. When I picked her up Friday, she was tucked in a corner, angry and crying. Her teacher had accidentally broken her marshmallow and toothpick construction, and there was no forgiveness in sight! It's a rare thing for one of my children to grump at a teacher, but it looks like this kid is the one. So I finally gave up having her grant forgiveness, and I took her to the store, where we bought more toothpicks and marshmallows. Then we spent the afternoon building a marshmallow building to be proud of.
Big. White. More beads.
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