Jul 17, 2012 02:03
I can't sleep. Went out knitting with old broads tonight and now I can't sleep. We went together to see Sally, a member of our group, who is 64. She's in the hospital, but is going home tomorrow morning hospice. She's had cancer four times already, and it keeps coming back. Now it's in her liver, it's in her breasts, and a few other places. Seriously, it's everywhere. They're giving her about a week or two to live, at this point. So we hung out in her hospital room and knit with her and talked about anything she wanted, and she was given a squishy warm shawl one of the other folks knit for her, and we just brought the group to her. It was really sweet.
Now I can't sleep. I feel manic, like it's only about 10pm, not 2am. I crocheted about 200 or so yards on Lucy's blanket (or one four oz skein of cotton yarn) and now I'm starting a pair of baby socks because I got jealous of Jan's socks she was working on and want to make a pair for reals. I feel ok starting them because I am on the last real row of lucy's blanket, once this row is done I've just got to do the edging for it. So... it's like I am fighting a hydra. Once I get one project done I am justified in starting two more.
The socks I'm making are with a subtle light green and soft yellow yarn. They're going to be for Lu and I'm going to crochet little wings to put on the outside of the ankles so she has Hermes socks. Yessss.
Also, unrelated, but why is it that this late at night.. the only thing on HBO and the movie channels are either action movies or porn? Just finished watching Se7en and now there's not much to watch. Off to find something on discovery or the science channel..
knitting talk,
yarn rambling