after[Christmas]math

Way after Christmas. 3rd week of Epiphany.

The knitting for the holiday was well recieved. The children loved their hats. The mitteners loved their mittens. And the scarves? "YOU MADE ME A SCARF!!! THAT IS TOO COOL!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!"

That response made my day. [!!!] those did, too. :)

 So now we're on the other side of Christmas, and I'm not going to attempt to knit a gift for anyone until at least April. Or something. I did get some beautiful hand dyed, alpaca/linen yarn for Christmas from Annadele Alpacas, with strictest instructions to knit something for myself with it. Though what I'm going to knit for myself remains a bit of a mystery. I'm content to finger the hanks and drown in the deep sea green varigations. This Christmas, the unplanned project was to make replacement stockings for the family. Whoops.



Dad's, Mom's, Brother's, Mine



And V's.

I really didn't want to do the stockings for everyone, excepting V, who didn't have one at all, and after that one arrived in the mail, mom thought it was fantastic - not to mention big-person-sized, thus much better for stuffing than our wussy child-sized ones- so she requested I make some more. So I did. After some coaxing. At least mom understood why I was dragging my feet. I was busy with work, but more than that, it was something I had been planning to do for the first Christmas with Mr. Zara. Not necessarily so that they matched or anything. Knowing full well that it wasn't going to be this year. I don't know why, but it had been a very emotionally difficult fall. We make plans and say, "When this happens, then___." And sometimes we end up having to wait for the "this" part.

I'm a very impatient person. Especially when waiting for an answer about something. Just tell me already! If it's 'yes', I'll wait secure in the knowledge that it is, in fact, going to happen. Even if it's a yes, eventually. If 'no', I will most happily move on with my life, and keep waiting until I sense the next "maybe yes?" moment.
Life, however, is not like this. Saint Nicholas, for example, he would chuckle, "God helps those who help themselves. Rouse yourself! Get out there and do something about it!". Nowhere in the Bible does it say anything about God helping those that help themselves. Giantfreekinlie.