13,047 Days Alive
1 New Project on the Hook
My friend Alex is currently gestating. She’s due sometime in May, I believe. But the baby shower is in about four weeks. So I have that long to make an heirloom, bespelled blanket for the Shiny little one she and her husband are expecting.
It’s a beautiful, rather expensive yarn that I picked up. Ten bucks a cake. And it takes about four to make the blanket I want to make. So. Ugh there, but otherwise a delight to work with.
It was just me home today, so I opened all the windows because it was absolutely lovely out all day. And I attended Crafty Women for the second month in a row! I didn’t remember until I got home from the craft store, so I was a little late, but no one minded. It was great seeing everyone.
Spock kept me company while I burned through the stereotypical witchy movies: Practical Magic, The Craft, Kiki’s Delivery Service. I also watched Fantasia 2000 and Ponyo today.
I forgot to eat after breakfast, which was leftover pizza from the other night, but I had some pretzels and water so I’m not starving or anything. Just… not hungry. Or if I am, it’s something I’m able to ignore.
Tomorrow is going to be an amazing day. Reffie and I are going to the Dalí Museum to see the Van Gogh Experience. I described it to the Crafty Women peeps as being incandescent with excitement. Which is true. And I get to have brunch with Reffie and spend the day with her. Sounds like a blast and a half to me!
Mentally, I’m actually pretty good. Had to meditate to shut some brain gremlins up; but all in all, it’s been a good day.
I’m making plans to see family late next month, as most of them will have gotten their COVID-19 vaccine by then. I’m so excited to see them.
Anyway, I’m sore and tired. And my hands hurt from crocheting for almost seven hours straight. I’m for bed.
Take your meds, folks.
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