
This morning while
Kidlet and I were driving to drop her off at her school, we were listening to NPR as they were discussing the swine flu. I mentioned to
Kidlet that it might a be good time to renew our commitment to wash our hands thoroughly at various times in the day. I also explained a little about flu symptoms. Then she pipes up "Wine flu? Wine flu? What is that?" "Well, sweetie, that's when someone drinks too much wine and they feel a little sick and queasy the next day."
Finished knitting the sweater. Blocked the sweater. Figured out button placement. Had a few minutes this morning so I started to sew on the first button. Thread breaks. Button breaks. That's the breaks.
Every possible free moment is taken up by my investigation of advertisements from 1935, 1945 and 1955. The primary lesson to be learned is that you had better use lots of hand cream to battle dishpan hands so you can catch (or keep) a husband with those soft hands. I think I may be in trouble, if that is the case. I could put on a quart of lotion a day and never have smooth, soft hands. I only have a week left to finish this paper and it feels like it is very much in the limbo stage, still searching for a voice.
Making a list of items to be done around the house, inside and out, after I'm done with this class. The list is daunting. Anyone feel like doing a little late pruning on 20 rose bushes? How about installing a new toilet or finishing the flooring
that we started 7 years ago? I also am lining up a slew of books for summer reading. Some are rereads, some are new:
One Hundred Years of Solitude, a couple of John Updike's
Rabbit books,
Maeve Brennan, finish
The Audacity of Hope,
New Moon (gotta have some 'lite' summer reading too, although when I read the first book of the series, I
couldn't help but think I could write a better
angsty teen vampire novel), the newest
Moomin comic collection. I'm also planning my next knitting move. I've got legwarmers for
Kidlet, more
Toasty,
Ishbel,
Fantine and finishing hubby's socks upon my mental queue. I think I'm going to need more than just a summer to do it all, but I can
dream.