*Hope your Fourth was a bit of fun despite COVID. Honestly , I felt lonely. I’m over it. There’s a time to feel lonely. I thought of how we always watched the city fireworks from my parents’ driveway. It was the best viewing spot, complete with air conditioning just inside the door and bathrooms with no lines, and cookies galore that my mom had on hand. I thought of my Nana and how, oh dear I asked her to babysit Zach once.
These memories came over me and washed me in their with light and laughter. I had no business asking 90 plus year old Nana to babysit Zach so we could take Al to the fireworks.
Nana had been gently removed from her jobs , where in our neighborhood, she was a babysitting icon. Everyone wanted “Molly” to sit their kids for the weekend if they went away . Everyone wanted MOLLY in her family as well.
She wore 2 inch heels always and it drove my mom nuts, with worry that she would fall. So my parents were in The NOrthwoods of WIsconsin one fourth and Zach was an infant. We had these oh so not to code, stairways in that 100 year old house.
Nana was THRILLED to sit Zach. I told her explicitly , do not go upstairs to him for any reason. Do not go upstairs.
In her darling brogue she said,
“Well, now, I’m not much of a baby sitter if I can’t tend to the baby. ” She called him Zakra. She had not known the name Zachary. MY kids adored her. All kids adored her. She was funny and teased them and always had a dollar for them.
Fortunately after I fed him and got him to bed he slept through it all. Or so Nana said.
So there was that memory of me being a complete waste of a mother. I mean what if there was a fire? WHat if Nana fell.?
HOw on Earth did I get here?
This photo is for Betsy. I was in a store very briefly with my mask on, the other day .
I ‘m thrilled Betsy gets to keep her antique kitchen stove.
In Big knit news here , Karen my pal from Illinois , and I are starting a KAL. Just the two of us. We both are knitting the Conversation Shawl In gradient yarns. We are not using the same yarn base, but hers is gorgeous and I’m liking mine.
Shhhhhhh, Silent Night now on this, as my other Irish friend would say to keep a secret. Don’t tell Karen that despite the fact that we literally talked person to person on real telephone lines, I think I”m doing it wrong. I don’t care . She’d have me rip it out. But the yarn, although sport weight is prone to tearing. Karen went over the instructions patiently.
THe reason I’m such a clod , is that the instructions were for a beaded shawl and we aren’t beading ours. So that was enough to confuse me. Seriously.
Did you see the Super Moon last night? I had a whole 2 minute podcast around it but am having trouble loading it. Suffice to say it was worth the trouble of FIreman and I driving the country roads to get a spectacualr view of it rising.
More later. I have a camper signed up to paddlebaord and he’s getting impatient .
I’m calling the Biden Campaign local office today to ask for signage.