I just finished reloading stitches onto the needle after frogging 2 1/2 rows of garter stitch of the MLCB. Again with the messing up of the unmessup-able. How, I ask you? How!?
It is cold. I am cold.
I am ready for January to be over, and grateful that there are only a few...two...days left.
February might be as cold...but it's not as long. Somehow that makes a difference. To me.
January use to sail by when Dearest Sister and I were planning the Family Ski Vacation Reunion Extravaganza Hootenanny. Gala Festivity.
& Picnic/BBQ/Turkey Fry.
(That little muffin in the pink goggles, purple mittens, and teal coat? That's Bebe-Momma to Grandbebe Girl, and Momma2B of Grandbebe Two. Un.Bee.Lee-vuh-ble. College Dude there? All upright wage earning daddy of three boisterous buckeroo boys (one set of twins)...all whose first word was 'ball'. Purple coat on the left? Makin' more than her momma!)
See. It took a long while to plan. It was BIG.
OK. It was just a Ski Vacation/Family Reunion for those who wanted to come. It ran about three or four years.
And it was great. It was when I learned to ski, and when my girls learned, too. It was some good times with family after the loss of Deeply Missed Sister. There are some good memories. Dearest Sister and I often had one last run of the day to ourselves, when we could pretend it was our mountain. Our evenings were full of camaraderie as only our family can define it. It is a wild and wooly thing, that camaraderie, and not for the easily shaken! It can leave the uninitiated wild-eyed.
But I digress. January would be full of plans and doing. February would be here and off we would go around the second week. When we got back to work after our vay-cay, Feb was almost over, March nearly ushered in, and that meant Spring! around the corner! in those midwest climes.
Alas. All I have today is almost the end of a very cold month.
On the upside...50 degree forecast for the weekend for my trip to Shuttles, Spindles, and Skeins.
Oy! A couple of ski bunnies....A story behind this shot, there is, I tell you!
January 29, 2009
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7 comments:
I love how you bring out the vintage photos to share. Your skiing photos reminded me of the years I skied, until the kids decided they liked it and it got too expensive!! Brought it all back, yes it did.
The Family Ski Vacation Reunion Extravaganza Hootenanny seems like an amazing event. Makes me want to learn (and teach the rest of my family) to ski again! I knew at one time... and I was alright at it... but then I took out a fence, and that was the end of my skiing days. Those orange saftey fences... Nasty creatures they are.
What a fun flashback! Remember the guy singing about us as we were walking the last bit after mis-calculating where we would come out on the last run? When I recall how much we were laughing, it made me laugh, again!
I haven't been skiing in forever, but looking at your pictures makes me remember how much fun it was. As for the frogging, I think I tend to knit on autopilot sometimes and then I realize that I've gone too far.
I've never been skiing. It doesn't snow here enough and I don't do well in the cold, so I don't seek it out! Looks like you had fun though! :-)
Great photos!
LOL, I often frog and re-frog the seemingly easiest of patterns. I'm so glad to see I'm not alone.
Thanks for sharing your photos. They are fun to see.
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