So last night, Phil and I were discussing our New Year's resolutions. A third of the year has already gone by, and we were reviewing our progress, as it were. Did we achieve our goals? What could we do to help them along?
One of my own resolutions was to be more of a giver, to invest in the right people, and to try to be a better person.
Now, over the past few weeks... I guess you could say I've been going through a bit of a crisis of faith. Faith in myself, maybe. Faith in others, faith in my relationships with others and my place in their lives...
But you know, I think I must have been doing
something right, because I have been hit with the most extraordinary kindness from people in my life, in ways I truly didn't expect or see coming. I've been the victim of drive-by lovin'.
First, this week I received this beautiful kimono peg bag that
Sinéad made herself (I believe it's her second sewing project EVER) and sent me, just for being her blog friend, all the way from Ireland.
It is
fully awesome, my friends. I love, love,
love it, and I love, love, love
you, Sinéad. Thanks so much for this, and for thinking of me, and for sharing the blog experience with me. You're the best.
OK. Before I get to the second drive-by, lemme back up a bit.
As you all know, Phil left for Paris last night on business, and he'll be gone all week. Now, while I wasn't exactly expecting diamonds and pearls for Mother's Day (it was after Mother's Day
last year that I coined the term DORMA, after all...), I was still a bit bummed about him not being there, about having to do everything by myself this week, yadayadayada.
Last night the kids stayed overnight at their grandparents' house, so this morning I had the house to myself. I woke up, had my breakfast, drank my coffee and read the newspaper at a leisurely pace... then got to work making the food for the week. At about 8:30, I was up to my elbows in meatloaf when the doorbell rang.
As I got to the door, I looked outside and saw Kate-the-Enabler's husband Chris, still in his jammies, running up the steps to his house. Then I looked down to see this on my doorstep.
The man made me breakfast. He and the kids were making breakfast in bed for Kate, and they made me a plate too. Orange juice, French Toast (with powdered sugar sprinkled on top), ham, watermelon, pineapple, cherries, and warmed maple syrup on the side.
Wait... it gets better. Look at the presentation. There's a friggin'
Orchid on the plate!
If you're wondering why the picture is blurry, that'd be because I went from laughing to bawling my
eyes out within about a minute of taking the cover off the plate (yes, really), and I didn't think to check the quality of the picture until the entire second breakfast was consumed.
Thank you so much, Chris. That was one of the most thoughtful things anyone has ever done for me. Ever. Just writing about it now... Wow.
So yeah... I feel blessed today. I truly am a better person for having these wonderful people in my life.
What does that mean, as far as my resolutions go? I just need to keep doing what I'm doing, I guess, and look to the future, not the past.
Happy Knitting Everyone!
A skein of Zitron Trekking Hand Art sock yarn (I've actually had my eye on this yarn for a while, and every time I find myself in the LYS I'm tempted to buy some), and TWO skeins of Lana Grossa Milenweit 100g sock yarn. That's over 900 YARDS of sock yarn right there (I'm going to go out on a limb here and say she's not a sock-knitter, heh), well over 1350 yards when you factor in the Zitron. More than a fair trade for my three dinky balls of Katia Jamaica cotton.
She also included this neat, handmade well... doohickey thing! I've honestly got no clue what it is (maybe a Christmas ornament?), but it's really cute!
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