Thursday, October 20, 2005

What to do with Boyd

What a bad needle. And he's hiding again. When I get my hands on him I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but it's going to be bad. Cutting him in half sounds like a good idea, but I'm afraid he's like a worm and he'll only sprout new points at each end and become two separate evil Boyds.

And in his latest act of treachery Boyd has gifted me with the flu. I barely had the energy today to lie in bed and watch the children hit one another, occasionally calling out a feeble "don't do that." Meaty's response is always "But I luf her." Evidently "luffing" someone is an excuse to harm them. I'm going to have to work on that before he gets himself a girlfriend.

When The Greatest came home for lunch I told him I was too sick to knit, but around two I had grown tired of watching the toddler version of the Ultimate Fighting Championship (Bird really was holding her own) so I tried to knit. What a huge mistake. I'm trying to knit Knitty's Straightlaced Socks. There is a two row lace pattern repeat. I knit about five rows of the repeat before I realized I was only knitting the first row over and over and over. I'd evidently decided the second row was superfluous, not really necessary. I tried to frog it, but I'm not good at frogging with yarn overs and decreases. I ended up taking the socks off the needles, ripping back to the ribbing and then trying to pick-up the stitches. That was a disaster. The stitches are so small, and the work was so tedious, and my head hurt so much I thought I was going to throw up. I ended up frogging the entire socks into two neat balls. I'll try again later when I'm feeling better. I swear I'm going to knit these Socktober Socks IN Socktober.

And just to clarify. My Mother has breast cancer, so every Tuesday I take her for her chemotherapy. That's why Tuesdays are chemo days. For me it's not such a bad thing. I get to spend the afternoon childless just talking to my Mother. I get to sit in a chair and knit uninterrupted for a few hours, and a nice volunteer brings me hot chocolate and brownies if they have any. If it weren't for the life threatening cancer and the poisonous toxins they pump into my Mother it would be a perfect afternoon. I don't blog about it much, not because I'm uncomfortable talking to random strangers about it, but because my family reads my blog and some of my feelings are too raw and personal to share with people I'm going to actually have to see face to face. I will post if there is any news, good or bad, about her progress. She gets a body scan next month to see how the chemo is doing. I would like to thank everyone here and on the Knitty board who have said such positive supportive things.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh so much spam, I've gotten those first two already on my blog. Just erase the advertising but keep the " Hey, you have a great blog here! I'm definitely going to bookmark you!". I think you deserve it. :) Anyway, I'm writing here in response to your comment on my blog because I can't find your email address anywhere.

If I could only help you with your sewing I would be there in a second!! You said curves are not your thing.
Care to fly to Germany? Anyway, I hope your mother is ok. That sounds horrible for both of you. I'm praying that everything will be ok. We are thinking of you!
Kimberly

chris said...

You have one of the funniest blogs I know of! The "luffing" bit was too much! Bossy and Stinky must luff each other to death. Ultimate Fighting Championship Final Match daily here, too. Sometimes it's WWF Smackdown instead; it all depends on how many unorthodox moves I allow. So sorry to hear you're down with the flu. I hadn't read about your mom's chemo for a while, so I was hoping that was a good sign that she was in remission. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.