When I first made Noah his Stone's Sweater from the Natural Knitter, it was the end of May and too hot to wear it. Now, to say the least, it is no longer too hot. I let Noah put it on for school last Friday and he hasn't taken it off for more than an hour since (barring time sleeping and showering). He adores it. I've even caught him sniffing it, though I think he picked up this little habit from watching me stop to sniff while I was knitting it. He wore it to church yesterday and just felt the need to tell everyone that his mom made his new sweater and wasn't it the awesomest sweater ever?! Now THAT is satisfaction. I love my kids. I love knitting for my kids. I really love my kids loving that I knit for them. It makes all this mind-numbing schoolwork worth the effort just to be able to buy premium quality yarn to make them the most awesome sweaters/hats/gloves/socks ever. I know not everyone thinks making a sweater for an eight year old out of merino wool is smart, but I really don't care. I love making it and they love wearing it. I have a good supply of wool wash.

So far, so good. School is going super this quarter and I've begun to search for a new position. I'll need one soon b/c I no longer have control over my school schedule anymore. Wright State has me at their mercy until they hand me over my degree. Oh well. I've also lost seven pounds and life is good.

I'm probably going to avoid the computer all weekend. I have another Physiology and Biophysics exam next week and since I barely made an "A" on the last one I realize I'll need to devote a little more time to my studies to keep on top of the information. It's 4.0 or bust this quarter. I will not be denied. Plus, with the knitting needing some quality time, there just isn't enough time for too much dallying on the net.

It was a sign I tell ya, a sign!

There was a thick fog over the land as I made my way to university this morning. It lay over the crops like a quilt and snaked through the hills and over the lakes like a ghost. It was perhaps one of the most beautiful sights I've beheld in a long time. A sunrise/set never fails to put me in awe, but folks underestimate the awe-value of a morning mist. Perhaps it is only because it reminds me so much of where I intend to retreat permanently. It seemed to me, on a morning where I was searching for a reason to keep the car on it's path to school, to be a gift of foresight. It said simply, "Keep hanging in there, hit the books, make the grade, and this is what you can have. A life of simplicity doing what you love, where you love, with those you love most alongside you." I needed that gift ever so much now that I've come to quite literally despise my job and all that it encompasses. It's not the field I despise. I could never not love medicine. Just my current job, my co-workers, hell, even my patients are forcing my....uh..patience? I thank God for those moments in time in which he shows me an ever so small glimpse of his plan and gives me just enough light for the step I am on plus a touch or so toward the end of the path.

Like stubbing your toe, only not as much fun.

My brain is fried! Omg,I thought I knew all there was to know about Excel. To put it mildly, I don't. I've spent the last three hours working on two assignments that kicked my pretty, round arse! Oh well, at least the husband will have an excuse to rub it! ; P

Screw it for Today

That's right, I said screw it for today. I stayed up to an unGodly hour last night studying for a Forensic psych exam and I am too tired to worry about what I'm putting in my mouth. When I'm this exhausted the phrase, "healthy eating" has no place in my working vocabulary. Tomorrow I will pay for today's indiscretion but that is tomorrow and right now all I want is chocolate and my knitting.