Life's a Stitch

My Maui owie

Will be home very soon from our now dubbed "bruise cruise." I had good intentions of posting from our vacation which included my favorite spot, 1250 miles at sea in the middle of nowhere. But then I hit Hawaii. Literally. Hiking in Hana, face, shoulder, hands, wrists, knee and ankles met a bed of lava rock up close and personal. Don't know how that was even physically possible. Luckily little Hana had an ER and a couple of stitches and a good scrubbing later we were back on the famous Road to Hana. Just keeping up with family tradition. Right Jane, Elena and Ellen? All three of us having made contact with the ground in recent times. Will catch up soon.

My kids will never look like that

Famous last words of a parent-to-be upon spying in public a droopy diapered shoeless child. I've learned never to say never. I think I even have a picture of my firstborn that fits that description. I'll do her the favour of not scanning and posting it.

There are blog nevers that I have, in fact, done. As in personifying my knitting. "Oh that Marina, she requires too much luggage to be a travel companion." Or using the dog as a model. It happened to be my favourite post: How to tie one on. So, in that vein, given its success in terms of blog popularity, and to prove that my fingers still engage in endeavours of the wooly kind, here is Gracee modeling my middle child's hoody cowl:

Excuse the lighting, she was only going to give me one chance. 

Blogging reflections: Six years later

Once again, much like my wedding anniversary, I realized quite accidentally that I have missed the day of my blog anniversary. This time it's the 6th. I remember the first time. Ms.Sandy left the first comment. Of the original five blogging commenters, three are sill publishing. I find that encouraging despite the introduction of other time suckers like Ravelry, Facebook and that noisy sounding Twitter.

I've met wonderful people through this blog, online and in person. When you meet a knitting blogger up front and personally, you know immediately it's going to work. Right Sandy, Maureen, Angie, Dorothy, and Nadia? If I've left anyone out, please forgive me. And I'd need a separate posts to list all the wonderful Ravelers that I've met through this blog as well as the hundreds of people who have requested my scarf pattern.

More than following their knitting, I've read as bloggers have babies, miscarry, gain grandchildren, retire, get married, divorced, change jobs, move far away, and even die. And how about those theme posts - Saturday Skies, Eye Candy Fridays, Poetry on February 1st, and the memes? The joy, grieving, the slogging over similar projects, home renovations, watching the kids grow, the stories of those four legged or two winged family members, sharing of creativity, feelings of accomplishment - that's why, six years later, it remains my social media choice. Thanks to all of you.