As my children grow older, there is less and less I can share about them. Seeing as how I am completing maybe five knit items per year, there's less to say about that as well. In the briefest recap possible, here's my last two years:
Two trips to Mazatlan: once with Mom, and once with kids and LB. Reuniting with a friend of 30+ years, sitting at the table catching up in Spanglish like no time has passed at all.
Going to Schoolhouse Press knitting camp with my dear friend L., getting to meet my knitting heroes, buying an obscene ( I joke -- no such thing) amount of yarn, and discovering how quickly good friends can close a gap of sixteen years without seeing other!
Graduations and tracks meets
Honey Cake and frijoles negros
Latkes and lechon
One year of hell on earth while the world continued to spin, time passed, and other people's lives went on as planned.
Olive goes to Sweeney School for a year and a half, learns several words, many signs and becomes transactional.
Olive enrolls in Keshet high school and loves it!
Three children choose their future paths.
Two friends are lost to early deaths.
Eight friends and acquaintances lost (that I know of!) in various ways with the common denominator being, of course, me.
Shifting my weight from foot to foot, trying to find my window of opportunity for leaping into the double-dutch game.
Then accepting that it is not my time for recess. Maybe later, maybe not, but never jam today.
I do not know if I will blog here again, but in the meantime you can find pictures and blog-like snippets at: