okay, i finished my entry for the prayer shawl contest at the end of april and you can see it on my ravelry page here. my mother-in-law absolutely loved it! :D
after i finished that, i realized that our cousins were having their baby in may, so i got to work on a some wash cloths and a burp cloth for them. you can see them here and here. i really hope they liked them. they came out super soft.
anyway, so now i've started working on christmas gifts. yes, i realize that it is only june. yes, it is imperative that i start now because i'm kinda slow. i decided a while ago that this would be a christmas of hats. anyone that gets anything from me this year is getting a hat or hat-like object. currently working on hubby's hat. it is gonna be good. :)
i've got quite a few things in my queue at the moment. once i finish this hat, i'll actually be working on a scarf for my friend kayla. she's moving to montreal of all places and i don't want her to freeze. so, i'm working on learning to yo. i know that sounds silly. i feel silly every time i say it. hubby always looks at me funny when i mention it (i talk about knitting a lot for no adequate reason). i'll say something like "okay, time for some yo-ing" or "gotta get my yo on." i know i sound absolutely ridiculous every time, but sometimes feel like i need a pep talk when i am trying to teach myself something new and since i'm teaching myself, i'm the only one that can give that pep talk. i usually feel like i'm back in middle school volleyball, cheering on my team mates. you can do it! you'll get the next one! you've totally got this! you know, insert generally encouraging phrase here kind of things. well, on a team of one, there are only so many team mates to cheer you on.
actually, now that i think about it, there's really no such thing as a team of one. i mean, god is always on your team and in the stands and coaching on the side lines... hadn't really thought that about that. i mean, i've been working on my yo-ing and it hasn't been looking right, but everytime it looks wrong something compels me to frog it and try again. that 'you'll get the next one!' feeling. it makes me feel good to start over and try again, feeling cheered on through my mess ups and my start overs. i know that god is so much more than that, but at the same time, isn't that why he's here? to help us keep going? to cheer us through our rough patches and help us know that we can in fact do it?
i know that god is more than a cheerleader for my life, but it feels really good to think of him sitting in the middle of that small set of bleachers with a big foam finger on his hand, chanting "you can do it! you've totally got this!" while i sit on the floor, trying to learn to yo.
