Plaid Scarf

(See. My hair does not look purple.)

I was browsing through some blogs a few weeks back when I stumbled upon a cute, simple scarf. I thought, "Hmm. I'm always cold. It looks easy. I think I shall do this." And that was that. A few days later I slipped into the fabric store for Halloween fabrics and picked up some homespun cotton. And then it sat. I guess you can blame it on my fall because everything sat. And only absolute priorities were taken care of, like Halloween and a little girl's birthday. Everything that was non-essential was put on hold.

Well, now that my knees are not grossly swollen anymore and are only grossly bruised now, I'm trying to get back to my regularly-scheduled life. And so I made it this week.


Complete with the fringed edge.

It does keep a neck warm.


Random Updates:

• A Marine was killed this weekend in Afghanistan. He was from the outskirts of my town. It's very sad. While I did not know him personally, as a mother and the wife of a soldier, it deeply touches my heart. The funeral will be on Monday, less than two blocks from my house. And one of my widower neighbors is going to be part of the clergy. A little girl at the bus stop told me yesterday that he was her godfather. Sadness, I tell you.
• I went to an orthopedic specialist on Monday about my knees. (The same one that Spenser saw for her broken leg and finger and who treated Sawyer for his broken collar bone.) He said nothing is broken or torn and to take anti-inflammatory meds for the swelling and pain, which is what I've been taking since the day I fell. He suggested that I do "ankle-strengthening" exercises, like stand on one foot for 30 seconds at a time and then switch. And then to do it with my eyes closed. Since doing these exercises, my ankles have been hurting, like how it hurt before I fell. And there's no way I can do it with my eyes closed. For some reason I get terribly dizzy when I attempt to do it with my eyes closed. I blame it entirely on years of morning sickness.
• My knees are still sore. I can't bend them all the way back, like if I need to stoop down to put something in a bottom cabinet. I have to sit on the floor and then pray that I can bend my knees enough to get back up. And there is no way I would even think about kneeling on my knees. Not gonna happen.
• The muscle in my chest still hurts, but the pain is no longer from the center of my chest to my armpit. The area is shrinking. Slowly, but surely. The actual area of pain is about the size of my fist.
• I haven't run since the day I fell. And it's starting to kill me now.
• I think there was something else, but I can't remember it now. I remembered! Sawyer went to the ENT this week as part of his follow-up from his surgery. One of his tubes is blocked with "gunk" and it's not the first time. We are treating it with drops, but it might be the end of this tube. We'll have to see if he will need to have a new one put in. The doctor is not sure if Sawyer can last the autumn and winter without it.