i got squat. i haven't knit since sunday night. i feel like crap. i have been felled by that nasty thing called a sinus infection. hey carin & jen! have i got some colors for you!
and we are car shopping. the van ate ANOTHER belt on sunday, and it comes out that the pulleys are going bad. as much as i hate to say it, it's time for the little red van to go. my dad bought this van, and when he passed away, my mom sold it to me, because she couldn't drive it (she's only about 4'10"). the boys are upset with me because i'm going to trade it in. "It's Grandpa's!" i do understand, even if they don't think so. while it has become my van, there's still a little tiny part of my dad there. i know that's not all of him, but still. i kept his pliers holster (yes, there is a belt pouch for that!) because it was his. i'm odd that way. actually, i have more of my grandmother here than him. i miss him, and so do the boys, but maybe it's time to move on.