Flu Shot Blues
I’m popping by for a quick note. I got my flu shot this morning, and I am exhausted. Despite the exhaustion, I did get out and vote. The lines were around 3 hours this morning, but by the time I got there around lunchtime, they were about half an hour long. It was encouraging to see so many people exercising their right to vote. I wish the turnout was always this wonderful.
Tulip and I made chili today in the crockpot. The Year of Crockpotting is my new inspiration blog. This dedicated blogger is cooking something in a crockpot every day this year. I’ve been using it a lot, and I’ve never been disappointed in a recipe.
We also picked up the new novel by Laurell K. Hamilton Swallowing Darkness. I’m two chapters in, and I’m kicking myself for not rereading the series. I completely forgot some huge things that happened in the last book. So I’m reading and hanging on for the ride.
I spent the afternoon resting and playing Super Metroid. And as the kids say, now it’s now. I’m off to check out the election returns (if I can stand the suspense).
Hay and Sunshine
On the knitting front, I’ve worked some on the second Tasha sock. I’m getting close to the end of the leg. The prospect of a heel flap and turn is always exciting. I’ve also worked on the Mormor shawl. And I’ve got a pic to prove it:
Pretty, no? It is the Mormor Pattern in Lime and Violet Oops! Dark. I believe the yarn is the bamboo blend. Little Turtle Mittens for Tulip are also on the needles. I whipped up one mitt except thumb last Sunday. I haven’t picked it up since because I was distracted by crochet.
The Granny Mitts from Chez Plum are too easy to make. I’ve almost got a full pair (sans buttons) in just a couple of hours. I used Karaoke and a tiny hook to get the right size. I’d endorse these for quick holiday gifts. I was going to take a pic, but then I realized I seamed the cuff of the second mitt. D’oh!
The family and I headed to the Hunt Club Farm Harvest Fair yesterday. The weather was absolutely perfect. And there weren’t very many people. The girls both rode ponies (actually, Tulip rode a miniature horse) and jumped in the bouncy houses. They wanted to ride the ferris wheel, but I said no. Since only Rosebud is the correct height, I didn’t want to leave Tulip out. Plus, I hate ferris wheels. We even took a hayride around the farm. Rosebud especially loved the pile of hay.
