Just Repeating Myself.

So the other day I sat down and threw together a blog post. It was mostly just chatty – a little of this, a little of that. A little getting ready for baby. A little purchasing enormous outdated china cabinets on craigslist. I think I included this photo from vacation on the Oregon Coast.Then I think I chatted a touch about knitting, and about how Blaire took away the baby hat I was working on and put it on as a tightly squeezed belt over her jammies, went down two flights of stairs and stood in the toy box – leaving the yarn stretched behind her for me to follow. I finished it anyways, and you can tell there is a bit of a frumple going on in the middle there.

The blanket in the background there was a super speedy knit on big needles with two strands of worsted held together. But the real projects we have taken on in preparation for the new baby are mostly the days I spend where I basically do nothing but maintain the basics and grow a baby. Then, on the other days, we try to paint everything, rearrange the whole house, remove a few lingering cottage cheese ceilings, and purchase new bedding for everyone. Those are the days I buy china cabinets and plan a mural for the girl’s room. The whole time I was writing this super witty and fascinating post, I kept getting a little pink message saying that I did not have permission to do that. I ignored it. It threw away my post when I hit “publish”. Ah well, such is life. But you know, the main thing is….