I have a kitchen timer that sits by my computer. It’s supposed to be a visual reminder for me to take breaks. I’m SUPPOSED to set the timer so I can remember. But it sits there forgotten and unused. I always forget. I will have to put it right on top of my laptop then I can’t possibly forget!
And look at me! Drawing! 
I’ve been feeling blah lately. No, let me put an actual word to it. I’ve been feeling useless. I’m not working. I feel like I’m not contributing. I’m not rasing kids. Before the miscarriage I had a reason for being, a reason for not working, I was bringing a life into this world. But not anymore. I’ve been feeling low for a couple of days. I’ve been knitting and trying to find things to do. I’ve tried to take up drawing again. In fact I’ve been trying to for months. It’s been sporadic. Just here and there. But it really didn’t kick in until today, in the wee hours of the morning. I was just in the drawing mood. I just wanted to draw something, anything, just for the sake of drawing. So I did. I hope I will be in many more drawing moods.
I’ve moved onto the bag body. I’ve already worked my first nine rows but I’ve decided to use the same color throughout so I’n not joining in a new color.
Yesterday I bought a garden ornament thing. (I don’t know what to call it.) It’s beautiful. The coils on the outside can be spun in the opposite direction from the inner coils. I keep saying to Alan it’s for the garden in my mind. Yes you heard me. I’m talking about my imaginary garden. This is the future garden I plan to have. We don’t have it yet but in the meantime I keep buying stuff for it, like wind chimes and decorations. I have ornaments hanging in the kitchen, in the garage, and sitting in one of the empty bedrooms. So when we bought this one yesterday Alan hung it from the bedroom door frame. He keeps running into it. So I better get going on that garden of mine!
Alan and I woke up a little before noon. We drove straight down to Pacifica for the Fog Festival. We spent the first hour watching belly dancing and eating yummy garlic fries. Olinda takes belly dancing at Downward Dog Yoga and the advanced class performed. We spent the next several hours walking around looking at the booths and of course eating. We had kettle corn and churros and I would have had a lot more junk if we weren’t having a barbecue at Olinda’s.
I had fun but too much sun. I have a sunburn now. Shame shame on me. I know I burn easily and didn’t put on any sunblock. Here are some pictures of the day.
So, it’s the middle of the night. I am here in front of the computer. The dogs are asleep. Alan is at work. And I am reading knitting blogs. Something I keep coming across is the phrase “knit along”. And I sit here wondering: what is a knit along? So you knit along with whoever is throwing the knit along? Where do you get the pattern for it? I see them quite frequently but I don’t understand. Whenever I see one I don’t see an explanation. It’s just like everyone knows what it is, except for me of course.
I’m lying on the bed propped up with some pillows talking to Alan on the phone. I feel a slight tickle on the right side of my face. I automatically think it’s a stray hair. So I sweep my hand across my face and feel the tickle on my left side. So I assume the stray hair has fallen off onto that side of my face. I look down and see, horror of HORRORS, a spider scurrying away from me. A spider had been on me, ON MY FACE!!
I jump up with a yell! I pick up the tv remote and smash down on it repeatedly over and over and over all the while screaming like a banshee. I then throw the remote a good two feet away. The spider is dead and stuck on the bottom of the remote. At least I think it is. I don’t want to get too close to look.
For a good half hour I’m swatting stray hairs from myself thinking it’s another spider. I DON’T LIKE SPIDERS!
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