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The time to do it is before you're ready

The time to do it is before you're ready
Our son Colton is going off to college this fall, good Lord willing, but I worry that he isn’t ready. The piles of clothes he steps over on his way to his unmade bed each night, evidence of his lack of laundry skills, and a host of other things that make me think he should mature another year.  I was railing on about this the other morning to my husband, Bill, man of few words, who listened and calmly sipped his coffee “I don’t know if he can even get up on his own to make it to class!” I ranted.  When I finished presenting the evidence of Co Continue reading

All the times to be fully present

All the times to be fully present

I recently had a conversation with a lovely knitter who is cranking out projects at an prodigious rate.  She said she'd been spending a lot of time recently with her parent who was in the early stages of Alzheimer's.  It can be very stressful to know that someone to whom you looked up for guidance and support is now struggling to remember the conversation you had yesterday, and knitting is certainly a way we can calm ourselves as we deal with this new reality.  But it's more than that.

Alzheimer patients cannot really be left alone.  They will forget where they are, wander off, and get lost.  They will forget that they turned the burner on, or that the

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No, it's not normal

No, it's not normal
Everyone is asking when we will be able to open, and we are all wondering what that will look like. The first answer is fairly easy - I want to open as much as you want me to, but I need to be absolutely sure that I am comfortable with our protocol to ensure everyone's safety. The second answer is, I don't know what it will be like.  It will be different for sure. But it's the new normal.  It is kind of scary, because change is hard, but we have new normals in our life all the time.  

A while back, after her first lesson, one of my newer Continue reading

What we miss most

What we miss most
Happy Mother’s Day.  I like to think about Mothers' Day not just as a day to remember our own mothers, but a day to recognize and honor all the influential women in our lives.  Certainly, our mothers are the first to love us, but there are so many strong women who have nurtured us—been there for us. These are the women who give us the opportunity to try, comfort us if we fail, and support us as we try again.   Continue reading

Why take time for yourself

Why take time for yourself
I get it.  It’s hard with all the demands on our time. Working moms at home with the kids, stay at home moms without a break, working women doing more than your share, and all of us trying to figure out how to navigate this new normal. It is ok to sit for a moment and notice without judgment what you are feeling. Taking a moment to calm and renew makes us all better at what we do and more ready to face whatever lies ahead. Continue reading

With practiced hands

With practiced hands

Quarantined at our house, Bill and I have the  Katie and Johnny (the twins), Katie's sorority sister, Augustine, and our youngest, Colton. It's quite a houseful.  I spend an inordinate amount of time cooking, but it's okay--I feel a little bit guilty admitting that I kinda like having everyone home again for a bit.

The other night Augustine wanted to see pictures of when Katie and the rest were little.  We spent hours looking at albums and scrolling through the  photos on my phone.  I ran across a picture of Colton at the beach last summer, and posted it to Instagram yesterday morning.  I look at the old pictures of my sweet boy, my

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Comfort in the familiar

I talked to my Seattle daughter, Elizabeth, Sunday.  It was her fiancé’s birthday, and she’d been asking me for suggestions on what to make for his birthday dinner. They’re both foodies and Elizabeth is a particularly good cook, so the options are pretty much endless. I texted her Sunday afternoon to see what she had decided on. She laughed, “I am making homemade mac & cheese and eggplant Parmesan. Andrew wanted comfort food.”

Comfort food. I love it. What we call comfort food depends, in large part, on more

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Our friend Ann

Our friend Ann
We lost a dear friend at Crazy for Ewe last week.  Sweet Ann Hoover passed away Wednesday morning.  For about as long as I can remember, Ann has been part of the shop.  Looking over years of pictures, I tried to remember exactly when I first met Ann, but I could not.  I cannot remember any particular day or event heralding her arrival at the shop.  She didn’t announcer herself. She wouldn’t have.   It wasn’t her way.  Ann was an unassuming woman, comfortable with more Continue reading

The last 20% is the hardest

The last 20% is the hardest
I just love the latest wellness challenge in this Whole Life thing I'm doing: Leave no trace.  I think of that as what you do when you're camping, you know, put out your fire, clean up the area, and take your trash with you.  But this is a more mundane practice--clean up after yourself.  I thought, hey, this will be easy.  I always clean up after myself. But as I read, I began to see what they meant by leave no trace.  Sure, I clean up after myself, I always do the dishes.  See them there on the counter drying?  That.  Right there is the problem. Continue reading

Perfection is the enemy of good

Perfection is the enemy of good

We've been talking a lot about perfectionism in the shop lately. From beginning knitters who are frustrated with the irregularities in their practice swatch, to very experienced knitters so critical of their work that even the tiniest of errors can send their project to the frog pond (rip-it, rip-it, rip-it)

There's a huge gulf between perfectionism and healthy striving. Healthy

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