I have been the recipient of an amazing amount of love and support from the virtual community regarding my Mom and her breast cancer. I'd like to thank everyone for their e-mails, comments, thoughts, and prayers. This is the situation now. We got her body scan and an echo cardiogram done a few weeks ago to track the progress of her cancer. The good news is her lesions have decresed 50%. The bad news is her heart has been badly damaged by the chemotherapy drugs so she is taking a few months off from chemo to let her heart mend.
I think that is why I have this mental block and growing hatred for the Hopeful sweater. The designer generously donated all proceeds and then some from the sale of that pattern for Breast Cancer Research. In my mind this will always be "The Breast Cancer Sweater." And I don't want to walk around wearing a constant reminder that my Mother has breast cancer, no matter how cute the sweater is.
So I'm currently taking suggestions on what to do with 900 yards of Hollyberry Merino Wool.
And I'm checking all the places I've stashed liquor for Boyd. Candsmom might be right. I think he's taken up drinking. Could there be anything worse than a drunk evil circular needle?