I even tried to lift my spirits up by their bootstraps, casting on some instant gratification projects, like this little pouch for me to keep in the shower with my leftover bits o'soap tucked inside to be all used up:
Peaches and Cream yarn, stitch pattern from this cloth
Then there are these little cuties! Leftover sock yarn made into tiny socks for key chains, or just for fun. They're barely big enough to go onto my index finger, and I am thinking that they would make great Christmas ornaments (if I were to get my knitting-tush in gear and make like a gazillion of them before the tree goes up)!
Of course, thinking about Christmas is sure to lift a Pretty's spirits! But thinking about Christmas also makes me think of the thing that is the (whisper it now) S-N-O-W...and that does NOT usually lift Pretty's spirits! Of course, any excuse for a new, lace scarf does lift the spirits, so I guess this was also a good project to work on a bit this week!
Still, you may be wondering what has Pretty a little down-in-the-needles today. . .and this is it: Army Boy is still in the Army, and the Army is still sending Boys (and Girls) waaayyyyy far away from their families in service to their country. It's Army Boy's turn again in the very near future, and I am sad that I will not see a sight like this for many months:
Peanut loves her Daddy.I am proud of my son's choice to be a member of the military, to defend the country where he was raised in freedom and wealth, without worry (in general) about his safety and health. I am thankful that we live in the age of accessible Internet, Skype, Facebook and Blogging. I am happy that we will be able to regularly keep in touch with just a few strokes of the keyboard on many days. But, just as Hurricane Irene weeps over the east coast of this great land, I have shed a tear or two in preparation for his departure, and I am sure that I will shed a few more in the coming days and months of his deployment.
All in all, this is not as bad as it could be. We will miss him, and he will miss his lovely wife and daughter, but I keep reminding myself how much God loves my Army Boy. Oh, how he loves us! And, if God loves him (and us) with such immeasurable love, then I have to trust that He will be watching over it all. . .holding us up when we need the support, and rejoicing with us at the reunions when they come.
So, don't be sad for Pretty. Say a prayer, if you are the praying kind, and take every opportunity to laugh and knit with Pretty! Life is for living, and I am glad that I can share it with you. :)
Thanks for stopping by, and Knit in Good Health!