Here is yet another poorly lit, blurry photo of my knitting. There is a little surprise in this, so you can't tell anyone! Those wristers are for a friend of mine, for her birthday. However, what they are sitting on is a split stitch that is so thin, that it would break and unravel in the first couple wearings. That I just found tonight. Smack dab in the middle of the stockinette on the back of my Equinox which means I will have to undo the bind off and drop the stitch back to correct it. It's not a huge deal, but somewhat demoralizing when I was feeling so close to finished. A little progress has been made on my friend's long distance hug. At this point, I'm hoping to have it ready for her for Christmas.

We are supposed to be getting ready for our first day of school tomorrow. And we will begin tomorrow. But this week has been a bear. Rich and I had a short trip to Portland for him to take a class. While we were there, we found out that a friend of ours had his mother die, and then that an aunt of mine had a stroke. When we got home, three or four of the kids were in the beginnings of a cold. Now a full fledged cold, which has also claimed Nejat. Then the news came that my aunt had died. Best of all, however, is that Mariam, while running to catch up with her brothers and sisters last night, ended up tripping and getting a huge split in her face, just above her left eyebrow, requiring her to go to the hospital at around 9:00. She didn't get home until after midnight. Now, our challenge is to keep her still so she doesn't pull or burst her stitches.

I haven't done much knitting in the past few days. Nor reading. I tried to tackle Mormon Christianity: What Other Christians Can Learn From the Latter-day Saints, which I had been making good progress on this weekend, but it required too much thought. Even Christ in His Saints, with its short character sketches was too much. The closest I got to reading today was to grab a happy little murder and place it beside me. Everything is a little mentally taxing right now.

Did I mention that both Rich and I are feeling a little sick now, too? And that the two nights before Mariam's accident, we hadn't slept much because we were up with Nejat? Then last night, I took the couch with Mariam, to make sure she was okay and not in pain, and to keep her from falling out of bed or on stairs, while Rich took on Nejat in our room. Tonight, Mariam wanted to sleep on the couch again. With me. So, we're doing it one more night. Please pray for all of us. This has been the most exciting Michaelmas celebrations we've ever had.



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