Countdown

Dane arrived home this morning and Brendan and Meghan have been incredibly sweet to me. Tim is still out on the boat. It is probably more than a little rough because the weather has been challenging.

This morning I am booked for my pre surgery testing and then I am on serious call for lens replacement or whatever they decide to do. I feel quite frozen with apprehension and have called people like Jennifer Love of the SDA to make sure I am not signed up for anything for awhile.

I can no longer thread a needle even with the needle threader but can knit and crochet with big needles and thick wool.

Today I spent cleaning and crocheting a hat for baby Daniel Nahum. It is giant crocheted hat and he is a little baby. I chose all the colours because he will like them and they could be seen. The hat turned out to be a bright , funny tam or Rasta thingy. Daniel is a tiny little Austrailian Israeli thingy. Either his curls will stick out or he will eat it. It has a very nipple looking atachment at the top. He really likes things that look like that and I don't have any for him. So poor little Mr. Nahum will be dressed like a circus tent in bright yellow, orange, acid green, purple and coral.

My rule for hats with my active sons was super bright so I could see them. Chris ran about like a little rocket ship and Dane just kind of sauntered like he was stuck in molasses , Bren was so short he disappeared on me and Steph just took his hat off. I remember crocheting them all hats and they just looked at me like I was insane. Except for Bren...he always wore a hat. He wore fedoras, tams, police hats, cowboy hats, hard hats and a funny little Charlie Chaplin number.
Chris loved anything with baseball on it , Dane lived in black tams and anything hip hop and Steph just took his hat off!

Wish me luck tomorrow.