In Like a Lion, or a Lamb
you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky.
-Buddha
Sometimes it's great to live in Southern California. I know my mom is happy about her snow day today, but she did just get plane tickets to come see me. Probably for weekends like this. This weekend I had a brief respite from a crazy call schedule and actually got 2 whole days off. In a row. Imagine that! I spent the last day of February roller-blading around Mission Bay Park, which is pretty much straight out of a movie set. Wind in my hair, music in my iPod. Kites. Laughing children. Lots of palm trees.
I then spent the first day of March finishing my husband's cotton anniversary sweater and watching the end of Veronica Mars, Season 1 with my deployment buddy. (Teen girl noir, filmed in San Diego, what's not to love?) That was after a rather distressing attempt to buy cute sundresses for the coming home that's coming up. I know it's a recession and all, but by the time I haven't seen my husband for seven months, I'm really not wearing gray or black. I spend far too much time daydreaming about making the cover of Life magazine!
Regardless, March promises to be a good month. Out of the ICU onto the less-punishing call schedule of the wards, flowers blooming everywhere, and - not least of all - the end of the deployment is in sight. I don't mean soon, exactly, but at least in sight. (It's also classified, so you'll probably hear about it next when you see us looking really cute and happy on the cover of life magazine. Right after the Obamas get a Portugese Water Dog like my parents' dog.)
I did a great deal of knitting this weekend, and I have a whole bunch of stockinette stitch hanging out, courtesy of the ICU. I've also been a bit lax in my blogging habit, so I'm going to get back on an even-day blogging schedule. Consider today a bit of a catch up, and a sneak peak:
Seaming of the anniversary sweater:








You will get to see the sweater in all its glory (it's fabulous, the fit is perfect, and it's definitely my new favorite sweater) later this weekend. I think it's accompanying me and my soon-to-return husband on a weekend jaunt around Southern California.


















To make this very irregularly-shaped pillow insert.


For bonus points, I even did the button band and collar (can't you see the vision of delightful contrasty-ness?). And then I did the worst of all possible things - I thought I'd be clever. I thought I didn't want to seem chenille. (I'd already converted the body into a single piece.) I thought I'd pick up and knit down, changing the increases to decreases and knitting it all in the round. It seemed to make so much sense at the time. . . .
(Seals on the beach in La Jolla)


Think I succeeded?
And, no, I haven't forgotten about the manly socks. I was trying to distract you by cute baby knits while I'm in recovery mode after the ICU. It's coming.






























