(or not. and that's totally okay.)
believe it or not, over the last 2 months my little family has been held hostage on the viral party bus. it's just been an absolute hot-potato riot of the usual fluids and associated clean-up in various permutations.
in fact, we spent the very first day of this calendar year in convalescence from the effects of the noro virus. not just us. our hosts, too. we were in kelowna, visiting with dearest friends. and we all rang in the new year with the harsh reality of what it means to succumb to a parasite.
apparently, i'm still bitter.
shortly after we returned to vancouver, we were hit yet another virus that would not end. it was just not pretty. and while the hangover continues as the final symptoms prevail on each of us in one way or another, i am forcing my little family off the viral party bus by the power of the lunar new year.
i am calling a new year do-over.
i began this blog on the first day of the calendar year in 2012. but extenuating circumstances being what they were over the holiday season, 2013 begins today.
fittingly enough, we spent most of the day cycling through the feeding and cleaning rhythms of our routines. but we did manage to make it to the river.
|i made that sweater. it's jane richmond's classic raglan. i'm stupid proud of it. the yarn is madelinetosh vintage in graphite: seriously delicious stuff.|
i took a moment, the merest of seconds, to breathe out 2012/early 2013 and breathe in the blank pages of what's left of 2013. i love blank pages.
anyway, i'm back. and i absolutely plan to continue to use this space to stay focused on what's important to me.
happy new year!
|made by the boy.|