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on second thought

I am thankful we're alive, really I have been looking at this that way. BUT, I am angry too, really mad about this, both cosmically and because of the person who was spinning out of control in her giant vehicle. At odd moments, I see it in my mind and I cry. I am, illogically, terrified about something that already happened.

Here are a few things I could do today:

• open my refrigerator
• jog up to 2 minutes at a time, for a total 15 minute outing
• lay down on my bed without gasping or yelling

It makes me mad that such little things should be achievements, and that the more time it takes for me to get to the big stuff, like doing a whole yoga class, the worse I get because I feel lumpy and limp.

Oh I could also:

• watch 1966 Mission: Impossible. 

OK, I could do that yesterday, too.

morning here

It's a little bluish, and there's  Gorecki, but I'm not sad, just wintry and quiet during the preschool hours. I'm still surprised, sometimes, that we're here.

The boys are building a rocket. That's the main thing.

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Peek of a design for my 2011 book, by Cosette, out of Cascade Ecowool, and my playing with a button I got at Button Emporium.

christmasy

I wanted to write a Merry Christmas post, but got very distracted by a huge car accident on the Eve. It was an idyllic day, sun on the mountain, Sebastian's first big snowball fight, happiness, singing in the car, BAM! A spinning SUV hit us full on.  We are all here and accounted for, and I am the one most injured with a bruised rib or chest wall. I'm miserable but so amazed and thankful. Thanks seatbelts, thanks airbags, thanks Ralph Nader.

The red & white yarn is Cascade 128, a superwash yarn that is just dreamy to work with, fat and squishy. I'm getting 16 sts/10 cm with size 8 needles, making a requested striped sweater for S that's a simple top-down raglan. I was on track to bust my butt and finish it for Christmas, but it got stuck in the car in Zig Zag for two days. It's back and I can knit on it again, as soon as my upper body will allow me.

Pretty days. I hope you are having some your way, too.