If you are anything at all like me - and I'm guessing since a lot of us (all of us?) are knitters, makers, crafters, whatever - you love being cozy. And here in the U.S. this is peak cozy season if you ask me. And it is The. Best.
We had a lovely weekend - nothing too much of anything, but just nice. The Tim finished his flooring project (well, I think he did. At least for now ...), and I managed to switch my summer clothes for warmer, cozier cold-weather clothes. We pretty much stayed put, venturing out to go around the corner to the market, to pick up prescriptions, etc. We watched two football games where our teams won (Notre Dame! Eagles!), and just listened to music, read, knit - I'm sure you are getting the idea by now. 😊
Yesterday I spent a lot of time thinking about my dad. He died 55 years ago yesterday, and it's one of the great ironies of life that someone who was even more of a holiday person than I am died the Monday before Thanksgiving the year that he died. I still think of him all the time, but yesterday I really felt him there. He would have enjoyed the kind of weekend we had.
I think I've mentioned here at least one hundred times that I have an ongoing text chain with my friend Lisa and my niece Amanda, where we update our progress with walking and exercise, share recipes, jokes, etc., and also set the world straight. Well, in the last few years, we have all posted daily gratitudes during November. And today mine was gratitude for having my father with me for 13 years of my life. Not long in the grand scheme of things, but I'm so glad I got at least that much time. And in some ways, maybe it was for the best - we never had time to argue about things, fight over things teens and adults do, etc. I sort of feel like I got the best of our time together.
This will be a busy week, probably for most of us in the U.S. as we prepare for Thanksgiving - the coziest holiday EVER! Today I have some cleaning I want to do. Tomorrow I have my volunteer gig with the kitties in the morning, and then in the afternoon I'll finish up with putting some things away. Wednesday morning I have a haircut appt in the morning, and my last physical therapy session in the afternoon. Then in the evening, I'll put together our stuffing for Thursday. Which is of course the big day. I'm hoping that The Tim will not have to work this year. And then on Friday, I'm getting my Covid vaccine first thing in the morning. So I have plenty going on, but it's all good stuff.
What about you? I hope that all of you had a good weekend, and are ready for a good week leading to the holiday. I hope you and yours have safe travels, if you fall into that category. I know how stressful that can be - we used to travel every year for both Thanksgiving and Christmas, and were fortunate because nothing really terrible ever happened. But I know until you arrive to your destination and then arrive back home, it can be exhausting. So take care, and do the best you can.
And enjoy what I think is probably the coziest week of the year. 💖
5 comments:
Thanks for visiting the blog--yes the tree is outside until we decide to bring it in (have to do a bit of cleaning).
The weather has turned here, so it's really starting to feel like it's time to hunker down. The cats and I have been enjoying the evenings in front of the tv under a quilt!
My grandmother was the queen of Christmas. She used to pay us grandkids to come over to her house and wrap her room full of presents. It was never the slap and dash type of wrapping but the fanciest of fancy with bows and ornaments attached. The boxes would be sealed and labeled and we couldn't look in them but we could give them a gentle shake. She died in 1989 on Christmas morning after a very brief bout with cancer. It was awful trying to celebrate for the first few years but now I think if she had to go, it was the perfect ending for her. Not a year goes by that we all don't stop and think of her and all the joy she brought to the season.
What an uplifting post, Bridget! Just what I needed this morning. Enjoy your cozy week! XO
I was talking to a friend who admonished me kiddingly about something and she sounded just like my mom (who died in 1998) I loved that intense flash of memory!! I love this time of year and my knitting flourishes as well!
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