The girls and I are cuddled on the couch watching the Olympic ski-cross after a late start this morning, followed by a heaping pile of french toast, the reading of the Sunday paper and simultaneous Polly Pocket play party. We’re all still in our pajamas, but we’ll get dressed in a while to head to the gym for a splash in the pool.
Meanwhile, I thought I’d share a few pictures from the week…
Julie continues her obsession with the PowerPuff girls. This is just a portion of the pictures she’s produced in the last several days. Some of these are pictures of people she knows as they would look if they were PowerPuff girls.
Julie lost a third tooth on Thursday. The tooth fairy made another visit to our house, leaving behind a special note along with the cash. A survey of moms I know led to the conclusion that kids these days are getting a dollar for each year of age when they lose the tooth. I think I got a quarter for mine! The notes are new to our family in this generation – our love for all things fairy around here must have attracted special attention.
Last night’s dinner was my version of bibimbahp – rice, bite-sized pieces of marinated beef, spinach seasoned with sesame oil, sesame seeds, and vinegar, stir-fried julienne of carrots, and fried eggs artfully arranged in a bowl for serving, then doused with gochujang vinegared chile paste sauce and mixed together for eating. It is easier to make than it sounds, tastes reeeeally good, and is fairly healthy. Best of all, the whole family loves it and eats the whole mess without complaining – veggies, meat, and all.
Daisy cat joined us for a good portion of the meal. She just sat there on her chair and watched us eat for a while. Ever since Harry passed, she’s gotten more and more brazen about meowing for food, and sometimes jumping on the table or countertops to see what she can find when she thinks no one will notice. She especially loves drinking out of abandoned water glasses, which means that we don’t leave them around as much, or at least make sure not to drink out of any we’ve ignored for long.
In crafty news, my sweater creeps slowly forward. Really slowly. As in, I love the way it’s looking, but there’s hardly enough knit yet to show off. All those teeny stitches means it takes about half an hour to finish just one teeny round. At least while watching Olympic coverage, that is.
I finished a pair of socks, but they aren’t blocked yet. I’ll show them off some time this week – my BIL Dave asked me to donate something to a charity auction his non-profit is hosting next month, and I sort of promised them to him. But I also warned him that if the price didn’t go high enough to satisfy me, I was going to buy them back. I mean, hello – the yarn alone is worth $20 and that’s not even counting the maybe 10-15 hours I put into them.
The next pop-tab bag is done as far as the crochet part, and I picked up the fabric I special-ordered for lining it, so I’ll probably be working on that some time this week as well. There has been spinning too – one new yarn is waiting to be washed, and another pile of roving is almost turned into singles. It’s going to be another busy week around here, but for now I’m going to read the comics to my kids and cheer on the athletes.
Knitting for charity … My daughter has a Red Dress Gala for Heart Disease and asked me to “whip-up” a scarf for her to donate, which I gladly did. The part that I found to be the most humorous was when she asked how much it was worth and that I should consider my material costs & time costs, my response to her question … “priceless”!!!