I went to town today and Lily, who was at work, had brought the presents AND the fruitcake that I'd left in her kitchen Christmas night. And there is the tiny sweater in better detail. Isn't it just the loveliest? Can you see the blanket stitch around the neck and sleeves and hem? The monkey behind it is a lamp that I bought many, many years ago and there is actually a baby monkey there too although you can't see it. It was one of those purchases where you think, "I do not need this," but something inside of you whispers that yes, yes you do, and if you do buy it, you might find yourself many years later being so glad that you did.
I think I might put that little sweater in a frame. It deserves one. And that would protect it from the dust and the mildew and the moths and the...
I just adore it. That is such a May thing to make.
While I was running my errands, I stopped by Jessie's to deliver one of the boy's mats that they sleep on here. Vergil's family has come to visit and a niece or nephew will be sleeping on it. It is going to be BIG doin's over there this week with Vergil's mother, step-dad, sister, her husband and their three children. The mountain family. I know they will all be so happy to see each other. Since it's going to be warm this week, trips can be taken to the beach and to Wakulla Springs, the Wacissa- who knows? Florida in the winter is not a bad place to be, even if it's preternaturally warm. At least the mosquitoes are not tormenting us nor the yellow flies or no-see-ums. And the mountain people will probably appreciate the warmth.
I keep researching this whole air fryer thing. Honestly, what it is, is a convection oven (and I have one of those already) but a convection oven with more concentrated heat and a stronger air flow. Which is cool. The main problem is the space of it which is not huge. So it'll be fine for the chicken breasts I'm going to cook tonight but if I want to do, oh, say, a mess of "fried" squash, I'll have to do it in batches. Honestly, I'm a bit daunted. But I'm going to try the chicken idea tonight. And we so need to get back to some healthier foods. I've just been New York Times-ing it with delicious recipes for chicken with the skin on (the horror!) and other things with plenty of butter and olive oil and oh! who cares what all? And all of that would be fine if we were doing Keto or something and didn't eat grains and breads made of grains but I'll be damned if I'm giving up those things.
I used to have such strong will power and determination. Now I just loathe myself and the way I look and make another loaf of sourdough. Let's not even talk about walking which I seem to have abandoned. But here comes the New Year when yes, Linda Sue, we all make outrageous promises about taking better care of ourselves and making healthy choices and changes and then we never do. I gave up on New Year's resolutions a long time ago. My two favorite ones that I ever made were to try and wear less black and more colors, and to try and say, "Cocksucker!" more often.
I didn't even succeed at those!
The refrigerator repairman is coming tomorrow, good Lord willing and the creek don't rise. By the time it's fixed I MAY have stopped opening the broken, empty refrigerator instead of the one in the hallway where the food actually is.
Habit is a beast.
Here are some flowers from today.
A pink rose: