Week of Grace

I am declaring this week a national holiday, and in my world, everyone would get the week of their birthday off as paid vacation!!!

My birthday is this Thursday, and I am excited for a change. Historically, my birthday has usually been an embarrassing moment for me, mostly because I was a summer baby and most of my friends were gone during the summer, or we were gone. If we were gone, then my birthday was bearable, because we were with family. If my friends were gone, it was unbearable because my mom would throw me a birthday party and invite all HER friends. Can we say embarassing and crappy gifts? I know gifts shouldn’t matter, but when you’re 8, they kind of are the most important part of the whole birthday thing, you know?

Well, I can certainly say that those kinds of things don’t bother me anymore, mostly because my mom doesn’t plan my birthdays anymore.

I actually got quite a bit of knitting done this weekend. A little bit on the bikini bottom, but I mostly on the other cutest hat in the world I started for my girlfriend’s baby. David wants a beanie/toboggan instead of the jester hat. Magic words came out of his mouth yesterday:”Why don’t you knit.” Actually, the whole sentence was, “Why don’t you knit one of those hat’s for Ginger’s baby?” Magic to my ears. So, not one to disappoint, I promptly began knitting another hat.

David also went with me Saturday to Knit Nouveau. It was wonderful. He loved all the different yarns and the colors and textures. He also got me my birthday present early: Denise Interchangeables!