The thorn in my side.... the pinafore Anouk. It's actually dead easy to knit, the wonderful pattern is by Kate Gilbert and can be found here. It's not a thorn by any fault of Kate's, because it's oh so cute and lots of fun to knit up, it's just my own procrastination that is bringing me down. I started this dress in late May, shortly after my dear friend's baby, Magnolia, was born. I went straight to my LYS, brought my bounty home and began knitting. It's just that 2 weeks later, life got really busy and I stopped. More than a couple months have gone by and so have wedding reception #2: the UK version, moving out of the Coventry flat and into the country, a trip to Spain for our friends' wedding and by the time I got back to the cute little pinafore, Maggie had outgrown what I'd started. I can't bear to rip it all out and start over, so I'll just have to make pinafore 2, The Big One. Someone else will have to hurry up and breed, so this cute little newborn sized pinafore doesn't go to waste.
Speaking of works in progress, what about me. I just wanted to say that I ran today for the first time in months. It's one of those crisp, sunny fall days that just begs you to get outside and make the most of it. I ran for an hour along the country lanes, a disused railroad line and then along the Oxford canal. I just couldn't stop running. I had a podcast of This American Life on the ipod, though in retrospect the Forrest Gump soundtrack may have been more appropriate with all the running and running. I completely went to another place. I'm telling you this because somehow saying it out loud, or in this case typing it out loud, makes my commitment to do it again and regularly all the more likely. If you know that I can run that far, and I know I can run that far, then maybe I can just keep it up.
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Hey darling, This is your Momma speaking...I love your blog! I am so impressed with your talent! I am going to make your soup and muffins this weekend, they look delicious! Your photos are superb! Makes my tummy rumble! Who could have guessed you would turn into the domestic goddess you are, you didn't even pick up your underwear at home, let alone express any interest in cooking. However, I do remember wonderful times making Christmas cookies and roasting pumpkin seeds....and then there were our crafty weekends!
Thanks Mom!! I owe you one.
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