I’m in Omaha, soaking up the weak black coffee of my youth and enjoying some primo bedside knitting. Most Moisturized Mom was having some problems with her heart, so I was summoned to knit at her bedside and otherwise make myself useful while she had some work done.
I believe I let you know of this unplanned trip by emailing you that ‘my ma is ailing’. Regrettably, in times of crisis, I do lapse into cheesy hickish dialect. Thank you for understanding.
When in Omaha, I also listen to the country station on the car radio. We have country radio in New York, of course, so I don’t know why this is an Omaha thing for me, but it is. Today I became the last person in America to hear Shania Twain’s “Whose Bed Have Your Boots Been Under?”. I can’t believe it took me 12 years to experience this admirable song.
Isn’t that the most cheerful cheatin’ song ever?
MMM sailed through her ticker fixer-upper and is now much more rhythmic, cardiac-wise. If the Homeland Security Administration had a threat level advisory system for my mom, ‘not wearing lipstick’ would be Code Red–Head For the Hills With Your Shotgun. So I knew she was all fixed up when I arrived this morning and found her sitting there with her makeup on. If you forget what room she’s in, just follow the scent of Germaine Monteil Royal Secret eau de parfum. You can’t miss it.
When you combine Airplane Knitting with Bedside Knitting, you can really make progress. Here is my Argosy Wrap in Noro Silk Garden #88, midway through skein #6. The pattern calls for 8 skeins of Noro Kureyon, which has comparable yardage to the Silk Garden, but I have 10 skeins in my stash. The recipient of this wrap is a tall, long-armed beauty — yes it’s my Freshly 50 Friend — so I am thinking of going to at least 9 skeins.
My flights home tomorrow will take 6 hours. I’m getting kind of cocky that I’ll be able to finish this very long piece of knitting this week.