How the devil are you all?
I am, I could do with a lie down as I've hinted at already, but I'm well.
In a couple of hours I'll retreat to my bed and before I know it, it will be time to get up and get back on the hamster wheel of life.
Once again my weekend is a blur.
I finished work on Friday, went straight to the leisure centre where Ben does karate and did a 30 minute swim while he trained. Once he finished, we went home and had a very quick tidy around the house while we awaited our guests.
This weekend our friends the Fisher's came to visit. It's been ages since we've seen them, so it was great to catch up on. We had a wonderful night chatting and a smidgen of alcohol may have been consumed. I had a very productive night - more on that soon.
Saturday was an odd kind of a day. The boys went out to gather wood for our worryingly empty wood store.We ladies (and Ben bless his heart) mooched about the house, psyched ourselves up for a brief jolly around town before heading to the supermarket for something to eat for dinner. Once we collected supplies we then retired back to the house to start the roast dinner. The Fisher girls where rather surprised to find me with my hand firmly inserted up a chicken's backside (well, in actual fact I was loosening the skin over the breast, but that doesn't sound nearly as funny). Chicken suitably stuffed and prepared, it was unceremoniously dumped in the oven while we went to play in the pool.
Now at this point, I should clarify that when I take kids to the pool for a fun session, it is not my habit to get wet. To me the pool is for swimming in not playing in. I swim up and down for an hour or so and get out. The idea of playing about in the pool is alien to me. When I suggested taking the Fisher females to the pool I had forgotten that the junior-most Fisher is only 6 and therefore needs to be accompanied in the water. I gave serious thought to leaving Mrs Fisher in the water with her two girls and Ben while I sat in the spectators area and knitted.
REALLY - serious thought!!!
But in the end I decided that it wouldn't have been the most charitable plan to leave them all to it in the water while I chilled on a bench with a brew and a knitting project.
So I got wet. To my delight and the kids' disgust the inflatable which is usually present in the fun session was broken so there was less splashing and buggering about. The pool was still busy though. Ben and Mollie (the eldest Fisher child and a confident swimmer) did their own thing, racing, diving and generally having a whole lot of fun. Mrs Fisher, Sophie (the 6 year old) and I all hung out together. Sophie is not as confident a swimmer as her big sister, but she did really well swimming her first 50 metres! Go Soph!!!
At the end of a surprisingly quick hour we got out and the kids had a slushie each to refill their sugar tanks while Mrs Fisher and I had that brew I'd been fantasizing about.
Despite my reticence I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
Once home preparations for dinner where in full swing and all went well. The evening was dedicated to wine and helping Mrs Fisher get to grips with crochet. She is a fellow leftie and had struggled to conquer crochet in a predominately right-handed world.
She did fantastically! I think she's set to crack on by herself. She made a good start on a granny square and has a crocheted teddy bear in her sights. I wish her all the luck in the world. Hopefully next time I see her that teddy bear will have many crocheted friends.
Feeling the love -
This week has been all about the crochet. My knitting and spinning projects have been mostly ignored.
The wheel has had a couple of rotations. My socks have had a couple of needles filled. My shawls have looked longingly from their bags at the outside world, desperate to feel the love.
My attention has been almost exclusively aimed at my sock yarn blanket. On Friday night it was finished. I say Friday night, but in actual fact it was silly o'clock on Saturday morning when the end got woven in.
By later on Saturday morning the kids where already fighting over who was going to snuggle under it! I mean, there is no shortage of crochet blankets in this house! But the newest one is the favourite.
Saturday I faffed. I faffed on my sock club socks, I faffed with my shawls (both of them!!) I even spun some. But my focus was on Mrs Fisher's crochet hook, so not a huge lot was achieved.
Today is Sunday. I have mainly been doing the housework I should have done over the last couple of weeks. In between loads of washing I've been flitting over many of my projects. I even felt my fingers twitching towards the bag which contains my Hana Hou remains!! Don't hold your breath, but it may get cast on again soon.
On the horizon -
Next week is a week to survive. I am on holiday the week after, so I'm definitely on the countdown. So is Ben bless him, it's half term while I'm off. To start the holiday we'll be heading down to my mum and dad's house for their 40th wedding anniversary. After that, I'm not sure what we'll get up to. I can assure you that I should be catching up on the month's worth of housework I've been ignoring over the last few weeks (I'm a social butterfly! What can I say?)
However, I'll probably take Ben somewhere for a couple of days. We'll see.
On the crafting front, it'll be a minor miracle for anything to get finished any time soon. I'd love to get chart 3 finished on the In Dreams shawl. I've made some progress on Leftie,wouldn't it be great to cast that off!?
Wouldn't it be a minor miracle to get a sock or two finished!
Hopefully it's going to be a really short week, followed by a really restful one!
Have a great week guys!