Times are Tough

Well, we've hit a rough patch at home. I know that our little family will make it; I know that faith and grace will carry me. I also know that we are in for a long, brutal ride.

I've been working on a black cabled sock using Cookie A's Ellington Pattern. I'm knitting it in all black, and it looks very elegant. I tried taking a photo of it, but the "all black" part makes it difficult. I haven't been able to get a photo yet that showcases the cable work in any usable way.

Mark and I took a bread class Saturday morning. The woman who taught it does not charge for her classes, but I think she could. She is a really good teacher, and my first batch of bread after the class was really good. One of the loaves has a big, scary hole in it, though, because I took it out of the oven too soon. My dough still is a little dense and chewy, so I think I need to knead it longer. I'll keep experimenting and see what happens.

Burgundy and Julia are out of school this week, but they have plenty to do. Mark and I made a list a mile long of all the things Burgundy needs to work on, and although I left for work this morning before either of my girls even thought of getting up, I left a note taped to each of their doors explaining what I needed each of them to do for the day. They both readily agreed to Thursday's cleaning plan, and I made significant progress myself yesterday on the laundry and the library.

Burgundy tried out yesterday for the narrator role in our church youth choir's Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I didn't get to see her try out; she went in just to see if they'd let her, and when she and Julia came out, she had already performed her audition. I was bummed, but Julia said it was a really awesome try out. I know that night before last, she was practicing the "Jacob and sons" song and knocked my socks off. We'll see what she gets.

Because of this stuff going on at home right now, I'm quite relieved to have the job to distract me. I don't think I could handle being at home today.