Shrove Tuesday

It's Shrove Tuesday today or in other words Pancake Day. As I am such a rubbish pancake maker so I chose the easy route of 'ready made just add water and shake' this year. My ex husband was a whizz at the pancakes. Not much of a cook but pancakes were his speciality. When he left my son took over the pancake reins. I was about to say that they were both expert tossers but somehow that sounds rather rude! I have never had strong wrists and I think the knack to pancake tossing is strong wrists and a firm steady flip. I made a couple of pancakes for lunch but mine stuck to the pan and I had to prise them loose with a spatula so I finished up with broken wrinkly pancakes. They tasted good though sprinkled with sugar and drizzled with lemon juice. Not as good as the homemade variety but I can keep the rest of the mix in the fridge and have more tonight. I think saying the mix makes 6 pancakes was rather over optimistic as the amount that they said per pancake was less than the size of a saucer no matter how much I tried to spread it about in the pan!

It felt so good to get to the Kings Arms for a knit and natter last night. I hadn't realized just how much I had missed going. Once the weather gets better and the nights get lighter I must try to make more of an effort to get there.

The amaryllis flowers are starting to close up and die now but there is a third shoot starting up from the bottom so it is indeed the Christmas gift that keeps on giving. I will look forward to yet more flowers on my kitchen window sill.

I woke up to snow this morning but thankfully it was just a light dusting and has now melted. I am starting to sleep better. I still wake up in the night but manage to go straight back to sleep instead of tossing and turning for ages as I did before. The downside is that I am sleeping much later than I ususally do but at least I feel better. I think it is a combination of things that is making me feel better but whatever it is I am glad not to be feeling the way that I did.

I rang the hospital yesterday just to confirm that I am once again back on the waiting list for the op but the lady who dealt with me on Friday is off for a week's holiday. No-one else seemed to know anything about it. I will write myself a note to ring next Monday to double check. This is how I slipped through the net last time. Although I informed them and my GP faxed details to them they forgot to put me back on the list so I am understandably nervous this time.

My knitting is still progressing slowly. I have now got about half way up the first sleeve. I am still thinking what to make with the She mohair for the Knitting Noras challenge.I did start something last night but am not altogether happy with it but cannot undo it as it seems to have welded itself together as it is fine mohair.I might just have to run with the first idea that I had otherwise I will have to waste the wool that I have already worked with.

I looked at my calendar today and realized that yesterday was the anniversary of the start of this blog. Happy belated third birthday to my blog.

Second anniversary day for my blog

I never thought when I first started this blog that I would still be writing down my daily thoughts some two years later. What is even more amazing to me is that people actually read it. That is something that I never envisaged when I first put finger to keyboard for the first time. I thought it would be an online personal waffle for me to refer back to at a later date. Thanks to everyone who had read and encouraged me over the last two years.

Our Knitting Noras community is still reeling from the sad news about Sarah and we are now making a knitted bouquet with each of us making flowers (in pink for breast cancer) which we hope to complete and present to Sarah's mother and sister at a later date. Our Naked Knitting Calendar web site has a tribute to Sarah. I think that we had always intended the calendar to be a tribute to Sarah but now sadly it will also become a memorial to her as well. Please continue to visit and support this web site http://nakedknitting2010.blogspot.com/
as it is a cause dear to all of our hearts.

I have finished my crochet chevron lacy cardigan. I am not a grey lover but I am sure it will become a useful addition to my wardrobe. I have more peacock tendencies when it comes to colour. Wave anything purple or deep jewel coloured my way and you have definitely got my attention. I guess I will never be a tastefully dressed kind of lady. Left to my own devices, fashion wise, I would waver between dressing like an ancient hippy complete with flowing skirts and granny square waistcoats and dressing like a lady of the night complete with corsets, stockings, black lace,velvet jackets and high heels. In reality, of course, I resemble a badly tied parcel, a bag lady with a hotch potch of style. Oh to be well groomed. I hope my niece will give me some input as to what I should wear for her sister's wedding or I could turn into Hyacinth Bucket (Bouquet) in my attempt to look tasteful.

I am off to stash dive for pink wool to make some flowers before I forage in my now well stocked fridge (thanks Julie for the lift to Tesco and rescuing me from having to eat the carpet as there was nowt in the house) to make something vaguely healthy for my dinner. Despite my existence this last week or so on fast food from the freezer and mountains of boiled sweets to calm the coughing I have managed to shift 5lbs from this overweight body. Only another 2 tons to go girls!

I will refrain from mentioning Valentines Day except to say that I suspect the postman has posted all of my cards through another door as usual and the florist's van had yet another breakdown on the way to my house. One day my prince will come (if they let him out of the home for the bewildered long enough)