Vacation...oh yeah!

Scott, my mom, the little man and I just got back from our vacation to Ocean City, MD. It was great. So beautiful. Very relaxing. Too much chocolate. Weight watchers went out the window. it was great, but too short. I really wish I could just relax more and worry less about my mom, Isaac, and whether or not Scott is disappointed if we don't spend much time biking. If I could've let go of that stuff- then it would've been perfect. But for the most part - it was great. And I knit a little, looked at crochet patterns and read really dumb magazines. Yea for that! Now it is a wierd week where Scott and I are half on vacation, half working, but for sure we need to clean up our house. ... a little less fun, but still better than being completely back at work. So, having said that I am now going to get off this blog thing, and get ready to go out to our favorite restaurant for lunch. yummmm....

Pottery V. Knitting

So, we survived the weekend, and the memorial service for our dear friend Rose went really well. Scott did a powerpoint presentation of her life in picturest that was just beautiful. I officiated and think I managed to meet the needs of a VERY diverse group of grievers (from devout mennonites and wild, spiritual, rejected by the church Lesbians). I fell in love with Rose's friends. and I am glad it's over.
Over the weekend I really couldn't figure out what I wanted to do more- build pottery or knit... I read and drank too much espresso instead. I have way too many hobbies and I love all of them. But Isaacs sweater needs to be finished before he is too big to wear it- so knitting is going to have to win in the arts battle. Starting tonight!

New day

Well, it's a new day. It's fall. And I love fall. Now in spite of the fact that it has been a really sad week here in Lancaster, and in spite of the fact that we will be holding the memorial for Scott's boss and mentor for the last 12 years on Sunday...I am going to start living joyfully again. It's fall. A time that is great for remembering that things end, but they also begin anew.

So - on a lighter note- I am determined to finish our little man's handprint sweater by the end of October (because it is finally sweater time). I'm also going to finish the laptop bag that I was working on last spring (it just needs a zipper and a lining and I can start to use it). Then I will allow myself to pick a new project. Yea for that!

This afternoon I will be, once again, teaching pottery to 15 3rd graders- and hopefully it will go a little smoother today (but how smooth can it get really when you are intentionally giving mud to 15 8 year olds...) Good grief, what was I thinking! Anyhow- pictures of their projects will follow at some point.

And now- it's time for me to stop reading knitting blogs and work. :-P

Incomprehensible

I live in Lancaster. 5 little girls gone, more likely to pass too...and our town now adds itself to the list of so many who are struck by these incomprehensible acts of violence against our children. I just don't even have words for how sad and how sick this makes me. Yet, it is hard to stop watching the news because, somehow you think something will be said that can explain what this person was motivated by. But the reality is - there is no explanation. It is illness, it is evil, but it is mostly, unexplainable and incomprehensible.