Sicky

I've been a little under the weather these past few days. Not at death's door, or anything, but low energy and sniffly and coughing and a little dizzy, etc.

So on to the back burner go the big projects: painting The Youngest's bedroom, laundry, cooking, and in their place come reading and knitting. 

I finished the book club selection (probably the first one in six to eight months) Fates and Furies by Lauren Groff. I really enjoyed it. Lots of interesting characters and surprising twists in the story of a marriage.

This morning I revisited Nick Hornby's Songbook, which is a collection of his favorite songs (at least his favorite songs of the early 2000's when he wrote it). Man, can he write. I made up a spotify playlist of the songs in the book, and listened along. Perhaps because I am feeling gross, or because reading about it made me look deeper at its beauty, or just because I have always loved it, I sat in our sun room, knitting away, listening to You Had Time by ani difranco and bawled like a baby.

 What was I knitting, you ask? Well, The Youngest's winter hat is a hand-me-down from a few years ago, and after a few washes is it just too small. Since she has a new scarf, I thought she should have a matching hat. I asked if she wanted this one to be a cat hat (like the old one) or a rabbit hat. Rabbit was her immediate response, probably due to her recent discovery of loony tunes. She asked for green eyes and black eyelashes, and I got to work.

I used Cascade 220 chunky for the white and Blue Sky Alpaca cotton for the pink. 

It should keep her tiny ears warm for the rest of the winter.