Sunday, October 7, 2007

Stalwart Anticipation

I don't care what the weather says, I'm going to believe that fall is going to arrive. Really. The task this afternoon has been to go through the closet and put away almost all of the summer wear and haul out the tubs containing the fall and winter gear. I always feel so dang virtuous when the job is finished and hate like anything doing it to begin with. The weatherman says that we might be in the low 70's next week with some 50 degree starts to the day----- thank heavens the heat of October might be winding towards crisp! At least the clothes are at the ready. If you think the job is awful for one woman, try changing over the closet for two clothes horses! :) What can I say, it's a task and a half!

This morning after sleeping in (7:45 vs. 6:15, ahhhhhhhhhhhh) I sat in the quiet house with the dogs and picked up the needles. Bride duty had me standing up almost all of a 9 hour day yesterday and I just didn't have the starch for a walk! Last night we got home from Bride Duty around 10 (very early for us but the reception venue was nearby) and while winding down I finished sleeve one of the mitered square sweater. I'm thrilled to have it done but kicked myself yet again for not doing two at once on a long Denise cable------ stupid of me! So I cast on my 10 stitches and began the over 80 rows that make up the cuff. I was in the process of beginning the applied I-Cord to the finished cuff when the realization hit me that it was a double stupid day! I had completely forgotten to slip the first stitch and knit the last. An hour and change of mindlessly knitting along on the cuff and now I didn't have a nice pick up for the cord! ACK! What is a girl to do besides rip the whole dang thing out and go make pancakes!

Peanut Butter Granola Pancakes

1 1/4 cups flour (multigrain is awesome)
a handful of your favorite granola
2 tbs. sugar
2 1/2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
1 1/4 cups milk
3 tbs. melted butter
1 egg
1/4 cup peanut butter

Combine flour, sugar, granola, baking powder and salt.
Beat milk with egg and peanut butter until smooth.
Add to dry ingredients and mix just until moistened.
Lightly butter a hot griddle and spoon batter on with a ladle.
Cook until golden brown on both sides, top with a schmear of peanut butter and hot maple syrup.

They were, as always really really really good. My favorites are the peanut butter granola pancakes or the pumpkin spice pancakes------- both heavenly treats!

I must say thanks to those who have expressed their kindness recently, I do appreciate your comments so much! And in addressing the comment of Hapagirl, "Do you know how brave you are? Starting over after divorce is hard enough." Mmmmmmmmmm, brave? I don't think so, not in the traditional sense of the word anyway. I believe that the bravery came when I stayed in a marriage that was painful and hard for many years until my youngest child graduated from high school and moved on with her life. THAT was brave and the very act was fueled by the grace and strength of God, no doubt about it. Staying (and being pleasant about it) was my gift, I still believe that to this day. Getting through that phase was truly hard to do and it had little to do with me and all about letting the strength and power of the Universe carry me along. Please don't think for one minute that there were not many days of tears and sadness, even anger. There were. But as always happens, time has no choice but to pass, and it did.

When I think about it, I'm not sure how I arrived here! The baby steps along the way of creating a life that is mine after giving my all to family and friends have made this place where I am presently. Not perfect but without many of the painful things of the past.

I always thought I'd celebrate my 50th birthday by buying a Harley! I don't know why I thought that this would be a good idea but during my 40's I said it all the time. The notion that a woman married with 3 children, who drove a Mercedes and lived in a posh and gated neighborhood in Hawaii would drive a Harley was I suppose my little daydream of what it would feel to have some hard fought freedom. When I turned 50 I didn't have my Harley at all, I'd recently left a marriage and friends in paradise and moved to the mid-west to live with the love of my life. I laugh now when I think that getting a Harley would have been far easier for many who knew me to embrace. That of course brings me to the subject of friends and how coming into the lesbian community left me rather at odds.

It's a tale for another day, I have a closet to finish and the vacuum to run before I sit to make some progress on the sleeve while dreaming of my next Project! The reality is that I need to finish the September EZ project of those leggings but I won't think about that now!

1 comment:

dana said...

congrats on the putting up the pins and knitting a few. fall is definitely here. glad you liked red. i liked it better than yellow.