Cold, Cold Heart

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Spent part of today watching "Open Heart", a documentary about Henrik Lundqvist's career-ending heart condition.  If you aren't sure who Henrik is:
There you go.

I worked on my Big-A^^-Yarn cowl while watching.  It's a testament to my I-don't-care-ness of late that it isn't finished.  A friend of Hannah's asked for me to make some cat toys for her, and I've been working on those.  Of course, looking for my patterns for them, I saw about half a dozen other things that looked fun.  That always happens, huh?

Comments

Araignee said…
It was quite a blow to the Caps when he couldn’t fulfill the contract they offered him before his health took a turn. My daughter who is a professional ice skating coach trained at the facility where the Caps practiced and I can tell you that those big mean looking guys are some of the nicest people on the planet.
May 19, 2025 at 10:48 PM
Kim in Oregon said…
Damian Lewis could play him in the Hallmark movie.
May 20, 2025 at 1:03 PM
Anonymous said…
It is a blow when your health redirects your path.
May 20, 2025 at 1:13 PM
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