So...

Am I fooling myself when I suppose you were wondering where I'd got to? Here. I'm right here. Right here right now.  Which is about as far ahead as I can think these days. I can't believe how quickly August has whizzed by. We were just in New York (more than three weeks ago) and on Friday it will be September 1st already.

Dayum.

Well, don't worry. We are all fine. Keeping ourselves very busy. Going about our daily lives. Trying to keep up with things.  I am experiencing the typical insomnia and "flush" of life as a fifty-ish female.  And I keep wondering why people are so damned irritating all of a sudden. Prickly, I am. Lovely.

This weekend we visited Mr. Celia's Mom in her new abode, an assisted living facility.  We are assured that she's well cared for. The staff is friendly and helpful and the place beautifully decorated.  All sorts of places to stop and set a spell.  Seems like an upscale hotel.  For her, it's nice but it's just.not.home. And she doesn't understand why she's got to stay.  The adjustment is hard, for us and for her.  So here's what I have to say to all of you: Let your loved ones know you love 'em. And cherish 'em. Because that's what they remember.  No matter confusing or difficult life gets - they do remember that you love 'em.

Knitting has been happening. I finished a pair of golf socks for Mr. Celia. He may be wearing them today, while he's golfing on the coast.  And I have picked up a project that was set aside in favor of other projects.  Remember Charley?  It's just about at the same place it was when I confessed my Kniting Promiscuity last March. I love, love, love the yarn, a cashmere blend that my brother bought on a cone when we visited School Products longer ago than I care to express. Now, I'm doggedly determined to finish this project so Brother Timothy can wear the pullover this fall and winter. I've had that yarn long enough.

That's my ambition for the fall, to pick up the UFOs and turn them into Finished Products.  I think I can do that if I can overcome my recent addiction to sudoku on Nintendo DS.

Comments

[nicole]

This is my season of the finished object, too. My goal is to get under 10! That means I have well over 10! Is it time for a knit-out?

[Eva]

Oh, DS! How I love you.

[Chris]

I've been wondering where you were! :)

[Daphne]

Hi! Hi! Hi!

I thought I didn't remember Charley, but I do, and I look forward to his being finished.

Right now, I'm wishing I'd stuck to end-weaving on my new fast Big Wool sweater because the chill is here, for today at least, so I'm actually *craving* Charley and wishing he'd be mine!

[grace]

Mr.Grace's mom moved in December. She realizes (mostly) why she is there but it it HARD! And then there is the insomnia. And the girlies heading in many directions (number one is off to the Arctic this week to work as a geologist's assistant, number two to hospital for a tonsillectomy and home to recover and number three back to an out-of-province university). Yup. Tired.

I'm having a pyjama day on the 10th. There will be leftover gingerale and popsicles and you are all invited. Unless, of course, you're irritating ;0)

[juliet]

I am glad you are all safe and sound. Moi is just a little prickly at the moment - the husband is whining about having put up with the 3 offspring for a fair bit of the school holidays while I start a new job, he forgets that I was stuck in the house day in, day out for their formative years and then took a job that didn't exactly stretch the grey matter just so I could get back for them after school - leaving him to gad about and play cricket, disappear off on overnight trips, conferences etc etc..... GGGGGGGGGGrrrrrrrrr and it is also time of the month, more GGGGgggrrrrrrrrrr. I have a pile of unfinished items, I also have a pile of items that I mean to start (ie collections of yarn) but they have become disocciated from their patterns/patterns so I can't remember what the hell I am meant to be knitting. I am going to be so hopeless when menopause kicks in, sigh.