Kiss My Knits!

Emily’s feeling really good, but she’s sneezing like crazy today. She’s got a bit of runny nose, too. Not sure what’s going on there, since it’s not really allergy season. I suggested she have more healthy snacks than usual. She chose strawberries. (At right: the only strawberry pic I have on my server. Go Kaylee!)

This is kind of weird. She’s never wanted strawberries before, when they’d be samples at the grocery store, or when I’d offer them when I was making smoothies for myself, but all of a sudden, she’s asking for them. I don’t know why, but fine. If she’ll eat them, then that’s one more thing in her diet, and that’s cause for celebration. As my mother would note, strawberries are packed with antioxidants. And the vitamin C has to help, even if she’s got high energy with her sniffles.

Mr. Tvini, on the other hand, is definitely not well. He came home early, feeling sick. This is fairly unheard of. He crashed on the couch and stayed there, watching old Thin Man movies and dozing in and out. When it came time to put Emily to bed, he joined us for her story and stayed collapsed on our bed, fully dressed. I turned out the lights and left him there. He slept until just now, when he stumbled into the den, grabbed his pajamas from the dryer, and shuffled back to bed. Poor guy. I’m glad I took a short nap today so that I’m fully charged to take care of everybody.

As for me, I’m washing my hands and taking lots of vitamins. I do NOT want to get whatever he’s got, and possibly whatever she has. The rule is that one person in the household has to be functional. I guess right now that’s me. Tonight I’m watching African American Lives 2 and knitting like the wind. The orders I’m working on are from Dec 10-12, and they got an “eight to nine week” delivery estimate, but I’d like to pull ahead on the line a little bit. Tomorrow, if everyone’s well, I’ll be out at knit night and I can generally crank at least one out there, so that’ll help.

Also tomorrow night: Girl Scout cookie delivery. Knitters need their Thin Mints!

Hats up for: FL, NV, WI.

ETA: There’s a little scurrying scratching sound coming from the attic. Could be mice. Or possibly gnomes. Note to self: get gnome traps.