I've discovered that the crocheting is actually a denial mechanism. After making 2 afghans, 1 poncho, 3 hats, several dishcloths, and a crocheted crochet hook holder in about four weeks time, I began to wonder.
We're in the middle of a pretty stressful home sale...and until last week, I wasn't 100% sure where we'd be living during the holidays. As it stands, I don't have any idea where we'll be living 8 weeks from now. And at first, that was freaking me out. Then, after many attempts to get the situation under my control, I realized that basically, I have zero control of this thing.
And so I began to crochet. Well, and drink white russians. I've spent a substantial amount of money on yarn and Kahlua, but have, to some degree, maintained my sanity.
Soph's doing great. She loves the snow and loves the holidays. She did make me throw up in my mouth a little when she told me she'd been hypnotizing her friend "A" to stop eating her boogers.
Today's best thing about being a mom: Construction paper turkeys cut out in the shape of her hand.
Today's worst thing about being a mom: This year has been the worst one so far with her feeling left out because we live in Utah, but are not LDS. She asked me if she could be baptized the other day, and I tried so hard to explain why NO, she could not. But that's a whole different post, isn't it?
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Have I mentioned lately how much I LOOOVE that you are back on the blogwagon? So glad we got to talk for a minute today even though I know I did more than my share of the talking. Yay for ponchos!!
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