Today has officially made me its bitch. I surrender. Uncle. Make it stop. I took my middle child (10) to a sub shop in town, no biggie. Until the argument between a man and woman in the parking lot turned really ugly. All the sudden the man was shoving the woman and getting really menacing. I was at the door, sent my daughter back to the table and yelled for the restaurant staff to call 911. A high school aged boy who worked there tried to go out and intervene but I stopped him. Someone handed me the phone and I called 911. The woman came back into the restaurant and the police showed up. Next thing I knew the man was in handcuffs, the police were there and my poor daughter was hysterical. I comforted her while I was still shaking. All this in our sleepy town. So disturbing! I feel like it was the best outcome in a really awful situation. At least my daughter knows that we help others no matter what. But I still want my day of rest back.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Sophie's scarf is finished and she promptly stashed in a pile in her room. Makes one doubt it will ever be worn. Oh well, at least she can't say I never made her anything. Now to get back to finishing off the languishing projects.
And there are plenty of baby things to be knit for all the pending babies.
Friday, March 18, 2011
My sunday swing socks bored me to tears. We are on a break. I started a mindless ribbed scarf with knit picks chroma in mix tape and bittersweet heather. My take on the famous noro striped scarf from Jared Flood.
In unrelated news, there is a freaking mouse running around my house, and my cat is trying to help me out. When the kids saw the cat/mouse they shrieked until the mouse ran. My husband tried to help by knocking the tv with the broom, much to the detriment of the tv. Mouse is still alive and well.