Skip to main content

It's My Most Favorite Day of the Year

At my therapist's office the other day, there was a Christmas CD playing (naturally) and "It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year," sung by Andy Williams, came up.  And, yes, the fact that some of you don't know who Andy Williams is, and how he fits into lots of Christmas memories, is bothersome.
  

Am I the only one who never knew about those stories being part of Christmas?  Has an enormous portion of Christmas tradition never been mine?  Did you betray us, too, Perry Como?

I picked Hannah up from work last night, as she didn't have another ride.  She gave me a little bag of Christmas cookies, baked by her boyfriend's grandmother.  By the time I had gotten back home, this was the state of affairs:
They had been all dolled up with peppermint twine and ribbony, sequiny stickers.  But there were only two left.  A fact that was not lost on Rupert:
Of course he got some bites.  I may be terribly bitter right now, but I'm not mean.


Comments

  1. THE PHONE CALL CAME FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE!
    There you go Twinner. Merry Christmas Eve!

    ReplyDelete
  2. I don't remember any ghost stories but I seem to have reached the age where reminiscing about Christmases past is part of the fun. And yes, I know who Andy Williams is...we listened to him every year along with Johnny Mathis. I can't hear Johnny without picturing him on an album cover with skis and a bright sweater.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Yeah, I've never quite understood the part about ghost stories, unless he means the ghosts that haunt Ebenezer Scrooge ...

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Cold Shoulders

There were 589 stitches!  They were the beginning of this: It's the Superior Waves Shawl from Willow Yarns.  This is one of the kits Kathy was asking about the other day.
Speaking of which, here are this week's questions: Sure sign of Springs: bugs.  Has anything bitten you yet? No, though the carpenter bees are back flying around the bench on the front porch. Do you knit for practice?  I don't mean for gauge;  for a stitch pattern? If I have, I don't remember. Have you tried One Touch Latte for your coffee? Not a coffee drinker. Have you seen or tried Persi laundry detergent? I'd never heard of it 'til now. When was the last time you wore one of your own handknits? Over the weekend --- some socks made from Noro.
If the waves shawl weren't keeping me busy enough, I'm also working on 28's Cousin 53.  I'm making it out of yarn that will turn purple when I wear it in the sun. What will they think of next?

Hmmm?

Yesterday would have been my mother's 88th birthday.  I don't say that looking for sympathy --- it's just that the arithmetic surprised me.  Then I realized that next year, my husband would have been 70.  That is hard to get my mind around.
The shades-of-blue feather and fan shawl (the 589-stitcher) had to go into the "Maybe Another Day" file.  Somewhere along the way, I lost the pattern stitch and couldn't fix it without frogging way, way back.  It's irritated me to no end, but there really wasn't anything else to do.
Something occurred to me the other day.  If this is already being done, I didn't know, so I'm not trying to steal anyone's thunder.  You know those cake/cocoa/cookie mixes in a jar? Why couldn't that be done with yarn "cakes"?  


Insomnia

I have been awake since 10 AM yesterday.  I have no idea why.  It resulted in lots, lots of knitting getting done overnight.  It has also resulted in my being alternately punchy and goofy.  What a day to have a therapy appointment.  At least I had the good sense to wear pretty boots:
There is all kinds of nervous conversation here about some possible snowflakes falling Friday or Saturday.  I have to go to the grocery store tomorrow anyway;  as long as there are a couple of gallons of milk in stock, things will be good here.