I took Kiddo to the orthodontist yesterday, and brought my knitting with me. I’ve been doing that lately. I do a lot of running around and have been making sure I have some knitting with me. All I wanted to do was finish casting on 92 stitches and use the long tail cast on (because I can finally do it, but mess up the length on the tail every time…). I was hoping to not mess up. (I did.) The waiting room was packed full of kids with braces and their parents. I felt simultaneously awesome and awkward just knitting away.
The kids had no school last week. Spring break is usually just that. A break. We don’t go anywhere and this year the weather wasn’t being too cooperative for doing outdoor type activities. At least we didn’t get more than a dusting of snow in the beginning of the week. I asked Dr. Destructo (Kiddo has been swamped with homework and headaches) to draw a monster using yarn or fiber or fiber animals (however he wanted), and I did the same. These are pretty awesome.
When I was in high school, I remember a friend of mine saying, “if Jess isn’t home, she’s probably in the woods somewhere.” He was right. This was before cell phones, social media, and being “ON” all of the time. Pagers (click here to find out what those are… young people) were popular at the time, but I didn’t have one. It was impossible to find me if I wasn’t near the house phone or someone you could get in touch with… unless you knew my spots and went out into nature to find me. A few people knew where to look for me. Somewhere, while growing up, I lost that amazing part of myself. I miss it.
2015 was the year of feeling behind, frazzled, and not in control of anything as far as my personal life goes. I am happy to see it go hoping for a better feeling 2016. The holidays flew by in a whirl of crochet chaos, pattern writing, food cooking, crying over the stress of eating at other peoples’ houses, and too many gifts. But I made it. I’m still smiling, albeit a bit more twitchy than I started the year, and have a game plan for next year brewing.
Did I ever tell you the story about how Agamemnon came to live at our house? No? Well, shoot. It’s a little weird and maybe heartwarming… and worth putting it out there for your enjoyment. This was the first (and hopefully last) time a crochet project inspired the idea of a new best friend. A super fun project turned a little pug into the love of my kids’ (and ours too) lives. It’s pretty amazing.
I showed a sneak peak of this drawing last week as it was in progress. I’ve been trying to follow my daily drawing prompts, but I’m continuing to over-schedule my day… thus falling behind. I’ve paused the new prompts in favor of catching up as I can with the ones I missed. I’m also trying to schedule less things to do. I really love drawing again.
I had high hopes of having original art available for sale by now. I bought the ACEO cards and plastic sleeves and made “THE BEST PLAN.” In reality, I have been slacking. Excuses have been made for not drawing. You could probably get at least 7 reason why I wasn’t (or COULDN’T) drawing something every day. Those are all big lies. Drawing is something that makes me happy. I can find time to do it. No more lies. It’s one of the few positives that came out of a (very recent) bad situation. It’ll be in the book, so keep that in mind if you are curious.
This is just a quick little update. I have another show coming up with Saturday, so I’m prepping for that again. I started one of my Roarsome Yarn labels. It still needs pen and color… and an entire text and logo adding session on the computer. Then off to the printers and labels for me!