It's been crazy around here because of all this rain. We have a busy schedule due to soccer - both kids are playing this season - and we've had a series of cancellations over the last two weeks. You'd think that this frees up time, and it sorta does. I'm team mom, though, so that means I get to make sure everyone knows that things are cancelled. Thankfully, technology makes it easier than it used to be, so I send out a text and an email and wait to make sure everyone replies. Then I make a few phone calls. By then, it's usually too late to plan a new activity, so we end up staying home. I love staying home. I'm turning into a hermit. The kids and Stuart get a little stir-crazy. They are ready for clear skies and activities.
I've been knitting alot. I made my mom a hat, but I didn't take any pictures of it before I gave it to her. I am making progress on the sweater that I am knitting out of lace yarn. Everytime I work on it, I think that I am insane for making it. It better fit me, because if it doesn't, I'm going to be really mad. I'll have to give it to someone and tell them not to mention it to me ever again! I decided to make a blanket just to take the edge off of the lace yarn thing. Then, in a starting-new-projects binge, I dug through the frilly fun-fur and ribbon yarn and put together three pink/red yarns and three purple/lavender yarns to make scarves for the gift stash. I just can't face taking this lace yarn thing out of the house, and I certainly can't knit it at the soccer field because it's just too fiddly.
Sally and I went shopping yesterday. We are in the phase where "we went shopping" means that Sally shops for clothes and I pay for them. I walk past the sections with clothes for me, and if I find something fast, I might have time to grab it on the way to the fittting room, but usually I'm not that fast. Usually I just sit there and tell Sally she looks great. A small part of me is sad that I don't get more time shopping for me, but a bigger part of me is grateful that she still wants me to go with her. (And yes, there is a part that realizes that I was the same way with my mother, and this is shopping karma.)
Nine days after my family left my uncle in New Mexico, he died. It seems surreal to think that he had only nine days left in his life here. He was a kind and generous man who knew how to laugh at life and I have lots of fond memories of him. My mom has pictures of me and him coloring Easter eggs together, and I just know that when I sit down to color eggs with my kids in a few weeks, it will really hit me that my uncle is gone and I'm sure I'll have a big cry. We mourn, but we do not mourn without hope* - I'm sure I'll see my uncle again when it's my turn to go to heaven.
That's the news. I'm off to check the weather, because it's overcast and we are supposed to have soccer practice tonight. I'm also going to go shopping because there is a big yarn sale this week, and the kids are at school.
* "Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him." I Thessalonians 4:13-14