Erica’s Blog

CORRECTION:  Hubby had to leave at 3:15 this morning, not 4:00.  He had to meet Jeremy at 3:45 down in Santa Clara. 

Thing Two slept all evening from about 7:00 till 3:45 in the morning.  Even then, she just got up and put on jammies and went back to bed.  Fever seems to be gone, but we’ll see.

Bleh.  Headache.  Sinusache (that’s not a word, is it?).   Stayed in bed till 10:00, though.  Woot!

No pictures for you; Hubby took the camera.  He probably got a disappointing surprise, though, b/c the batteries needed charging.  Oh, well.  I did finish an extra commission, though.  There was about one skein of LB Homespun left from Mrs. G’s garterlac shawl, so Bobcat had me make a scarf for her sister Cindy.  It’s short — just under five feet long, plus crocheted fringe — but it should be nice under a coat for warmth or outside a coat for show.  When Bobcat saw it last night, she said Cindy would love it.

Last night was a lot of fun.  We had WAY too much food (of course).  Two of the couples stayed till 10:30, talking and laughing.  A good time was had by all.  In two weeks, the topic will be Vinegar and Oil:  Understanding Our Differences.

Why is Barnes & Noble so much more expensive than Amazon?  Even with the “member discount”, it’s more.   I have a gift card coming for there, and I’m not sure what I’ll be able to get b/c the books I want cost so much more there.  Hmm…

GAH!  I hate using the laptop w/o the wireless keyboard & mouse!  I just wrote several paragraphs, then accidentally hit something and killed it all!

Bible talk here tonight, the first in a marriage/parenting series.   Tonight is Coffee Talk:  A Little Goes a Long Way.  Should be interesting to see what Hubby came up with.  So, since it’s here, one guess what happened?   Yupp.  Got a sick kid.  I looked at Thing Two fifteen minutes ago, and she’d put on her sweatshirt b/c she was cold, though it’s 80 degrees in the house right now.  She had that weird, fevery look in her eyes.  Temperature?  101.9.  Called the other parents and told them not to bring their kids tonight and told my pregnant friend to steer clear of Thing Two.  Wouldn’t you know???  At least she made it to school today for her very first field trip to the pumpkin patch.  What more could a kindergartener want?  Petting zoo, hay ride, pumpkins, bag lunch, poking and being poked by your friends on the bus there & back, seeing two of your friends get stung by bees.  What a day!

Hubby’s leaving at 4:00 in the morning to go duck hunting w/Jeremy from work.  Not wanting to have to drag the girls out tomorrow morning, I went to WW this morning (not the same!!).  I’ll leave out the cereal tonight, along with a note to feed the dog.  We’ll see how late I manage to sleep in.  I’m planning to knit (spin???) as much as possible tomorrow, perhaps throwing in a bit of beauty shop with the Things.  Should be a good day (assuming Thing Two doesn’t start puking or something).

Must.  Start.  Hallowig.  For.  Thing.  One’s.  Halloween.  Costume.

As if my knitting ADD weren’t bad enough, I cast on last night for another dish cloth and today for a scarf for Bobcat’s sister out of the leftover yarn from Mrs. G’s garterlac shawl.  In my defense, the dish cloth is the only light-colored thing I’m working on, and it’s hard to see well enough to knit dark stuff in my room at night, even w/the light on.  I got a couple of six-row repeats done on the laceweight basketweave scarf today during WW.  Actually, it was funny — four different people commented on it, asked about it, thought it was amazing.  The leader even stopped in the middle of the meeting to comment on it.  The most common thing said was that the needles were so tiny.  They’re 7’s.  Considering it’s laceweight stuff, that’s BIG! 

melancholy

adj : characterized by or causing or expressing sadness; “growing more melancholy every hour”; “her melancholic smile”; “we acquainted him with the melancholy truth” [syn: melancholic] n 1: a feeling of thoughtful sadness 2: a constitutional tendency to be gloomy and depressed 3: a humor that was once believed to be secreted by the kidneys or spleen and to cause sadness and melancholy [syn: black bile]

Yupp, that pretty much describes my mood the last couple of days.  Considering this mood coincided with my needing to bake twice for the school pumpkin patch/bake sale thing, it’s amazing I didn’t gain weight this week.

What’s wrong?

I’m sad.

Why?

My son is dead.  I’m forty-two (well, almost), fat, and my son is dead.

Oh.  Not forty, fit, and fabulous.

Nope, more like forty-two and feelin’ blue.

I’m sorry.

Yeah, it stinks.  I need a hug.