Saturday, December 03, 2011
Saturday at RCR......
It is a cold day today - I think winter may be on its way at last, and I would be on the couch starting another ripple blanket, if I could find some very dark brown wool. I can't. So it is going nowhere. And I am not on the couch. Maybe I will find some tomorrow. Or next week. Mum and I were in town at an early hour to find the socks my daughter needs (success!) and wool (failure) and that was the event of the day. But there is a crockpot bubbling away as I speak, with a pork shoulder steak/butternut concoction cooking. I tend to just toss in whatever is at hand and it always ends up being quite delicious, and the kitchen feels warm, and the house smells great.
Comfort food. Winter food. Christmas smells.
The tree is still standing. I was skyping with Diana earlier and she was looking at the photos, and wanted to know who had "vomited bows all over her tree". Hah. She has such a way with words. I made the bows. I put them on and I LIKE THEM THERE. It just looked different to her. She is used to it being gold. It is not gold this year. It is a mix of whatever I felt like putting on it. Not a designer tree. Especially after the bonding episode!
In the end, she admitted that it looked fine. Oh, the relief. One's children don't like things to change, I have discovered. I was just glad Skype worked. In the middle of the call, my computer produced the blue screen of death and crashed. I have no idea why, but after I got it up and running, I made sure I had copied everything to the external hard drive. Now tell me, people, do you back up your external hard drive too? I had this sudden thought that everything important was on one disc, and then I had visions of me surrounded by 54 external drives all backing each other up.
This may be a little over the top, of course.
However, I do not want to lose any more stuff.
I don't make wish lists. Well, they would be a little pointless, wouldn't they - and when Geoff was alive, he was usually away at sea for Christmas. But while I was listening to friends discussing what they had put on theirs, I grinned, and mentally made a little list for myself. And today, I bought a bamboo crochet hook. It was on the list. Why? Because, apparently you can take bamboo knitting needles and crochet hooks on planes! Now that is a real essential. I gather they snap if you try to poke anything. My friend, Helen discovered this, and actually tried it out on her recent trip to America for the quilt show in Texas. Eureka! So, when I saw one in the wool shop, I grinned as I popped it onto the cash desk. I now own a bamboo crochet hook.
Do you do lists?
Later....the crockpot concoction was a triumph. Just delicious. I am now ready for a nap. And I may just try out my new crochet hook and see how it works. There is always something to make while we watch Strictly Come Dancing, isn't there? (Happy smile!)