Shoes, Nose, Eye

Yesterday was a big day for Jonah. He’s into mimicking us right now, so sometimes we will be talking, and seemingly out of nowhere, a little baby echo will appear. He was at the door with his brother yesterday, and they were talking about shoes. Well, his brother was talking and he was watching. And then he said “shoes.” Just like he’s been saying it all along. I think he now realizes that there is a difference between mommy and daddy, as he seems to be addressing us more appropriately now. (It used to be that “daddy” was good enough for either one of us.)

Last night Jonah and I were sitting on the ground, playing with something… I pointed to his eye and said, “eye.” He then pointed to my eye and repeated the word. It’s amazing to see him light up and realize that he really does know what we are saying.

It confuses me when he says “nose,” though, because his version of “nose” sounds EXACTLY like “no.”

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Once Again, Jette Has Been Merciful

Maybe there can be a contest where the person with the least number of entries written, but who survives the holidailies cuts, is the winner. I might be in the running for that one. Somehow I escaped the cut again. Don’t misinterpret that for bragging. It’s more, “boy am I lucky this year… I had better get my butt writing now.”

We’re doing Christmas tomorrow. Jim and Connor are out the door to Sunshine right now, and Jonah is still asleep upstairs. The sleeping isn’t going to last long, so I must write with haste. And with not pictures! I promise, pictures with the next post!

I bought Favorite Mittens: Best Traditional Mitten Patterns from Fox & Geese & Fenses and Flying Geese & Partridge Feet this week, because the internets told me to, when I went searching for some help with thrummed mitts.  I have to admit, I picked the book up a few days earlier, judged it by its cover, and put it back on the shelf.  Now that I’ve read a few pages, I’ve realized that it’s a wonderful book.  I love that it talks about different mitt designs from a historical aspect.  It has also forced me to learn a new cast-on and two “traditional” increases.  Mitts are more than decorative paw warmers, and I had never thought about the generations of people before us who had to come up with ways to warm themselves.  Pattern by pattern, I am devouring the book.  I find that knowing more about the mitts, I am attracted to more of the designs than I would be, had I not read the background bit.

So I’m currently thrumming, which is really my way of stalling, because I’ve knit the body of Emerald three times now, and I’m just a tad discouraged.  Something is amiss with my gauge.  Never before have I had tension issues.  I can actually see the paired rows on the back of my work, the ones that I caution my beginning classes to look out for.  I have 1 sleeve finished, but it took me two tries to get that done.  And yes, I DID do a gauge swatch.  I’m sure it has something to do with the fact that I was knitting the sweater while I was going through leaving my job, and all that worked up to that.  Anyhow, the mitts should be a satisfying and quick way to escape my tension issues.

2 interviews scheduled next week.

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Remember Pamie’s Tiny Wooden Hand?

I’m re-reading “Why Girls Are Weird” right now.  Well, maybe not RIGHT NOW.  No idea why I think I need to be 100% honest about it, but I am re-reading parts of the book while on the toilet.  It’s a funny book, and I’m always in the mood for a little pamie.  (Wouldn’t a little bathroom computer be nice – so you can catch up on your favorite websites when on the pot?  Just ignore the gross factor and think about it – everyone has a little something in the bathroom that they read, and I know I can’t be the only one who gets sick of reading the same copy of O magazine over and over again.)

Anyhow, there’s this story of the Tiny Wooden Hand that Pamie has written, where it’s Christmastime and there’s a tiny wooden hand back-scratcher that becomes a joke and one of the characters goes on and on about how he can do all kinds of things with a tiny wooden hand.  He even goes so far as to pay the pizza boy with the hand.

And then it all sounded familiar…  My not-so-secret theory is that Pamie needs to be sending the folks over at Pushing Daisies a bill for her idea.

(I have not been keeping up with Pamie’s website, so if she has already been paid by the PD people, please let me know so I can go back to sleeping at night.)

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