One Year!

I'm so on the ball.

I knew it was February that I started this blog. 

I remember knitting my first pair of socks at the Holiday Inn in Ellsworth over school vacation.

So I looked it up, and sure enough, the blog was born on February 6th. 

Hey, at least I remembered it was February!

Christmas in February

...and by the skin of my teeth, as it's the 27th of February.

But 'sall good.

They were all fun to knit; I would even do them again.

But, you know, on to other things.

Like this!

I took Natalia to the store to pick out her own buttons.

Then I left them with her for her Mom to sew on.

Ten bucks says the kid is wearing it without buttons.

A Quickie

We made it back to the island, almost in one piece (minus one toenail...)

I suffered additional trauma Friday and Saturday while I obsessively checked and re-checked the weather forecast for Sunday's ferry trip.

The news was not good.

30 to 35 knot winds, with gusts up to 50!!!

seas 15-18 feet!!!

My limit is 6 feet. I can be pushed to 7, maybe even 8, depending on the wind direction.

But really, anything over 5 feet requires medication. (By the way, I had 2 c-sections, and never took a single drug after either surgery. Just sayin'.)

So, I spent all of Saturday night in a panic,  doing the "un-wind dance". You've read accounts of how American Indian tribes held ceremonies to ask the Gods for rain for their crops? Including the "rain dance"? I shake from head to toe, and we call it the un-wind, or no-wind dance.

I ask God, Jesus, Mary, and all the Saints (anyone who'll listen, really)to stop the wind. 

Sometimes they listen.

This was one of the times.

So we had a nice, smooth, uneventful ride home, spent two days unpacking and doing laundry, and getting back to normal. 

As much as I need to get off the rock once in a while, I really love to come home!

I gave out all my Christmas gifts (shut. up.), and can now show them to you (try to contain your excitement).

But first I must find my card reader. It's here somewhere...