The Knit Wits

Every Wednesday night from 6-8:30 for the last 4 years Sissy & I have had knitting class.

It.is.so.much.fun.

We both had been wanting to learn how to knit for awhile when Sissy found a knitting shop not too far from her house.  About 5 minutes.  Perfect.

Even more perfect was that our soon to be knitting teacher is a leftie.  Sissy & I are lefties.  Even more perfect.

So, we asked her if she had a class we could take.

P gave us the once over and basically said we would probably be able to handle the Wednesday night class.  As we later learned, after giving us the once over P decided that we'd be able to hold our own with the Wednesday night group.

It was a bit overwhelming to walk into an already established knitting group/class.

When T aka The Queen walked into the shop that night(as Sissy & I were studiously trying to learn how to cast on) she looked at us and said, "Who the h-e-double hockey sticks are you?!"

T is so lucky we stayed.  And stay we did.  And we held our own and have even learned to give it.

Four years later and these women are some of the funniest, sweetest, kindest ladies I know.  We spend most of the night laughing, many times uncontrollably.

And it's really not just about the knitting.  It is the social aspect that means so much more than the knitting.  Over the years there has been sickness, a loss of spouse, kids heading off to college, kids graduating college, my kids starting school, getting back into the dating world and grandkids born.

The knitting shop itself has even moved.  Thankfully only 2 minutes farther from Sissy's house.

And we have all been known at some point or another to go to knitting and not do any knitting at all.

One of the best parts is that we all take turns bringing a snack.  I never really eat dinner on Wednesday night because snack is always delicious and fulfills dinner.

Tonight was one of those nights where we just laughed and laughed and laughed.  We are very funny.

It was a great night at knitting.  And I even got some knitting done.

I let Lucy out to take care of business this afternoon.  When I called & whistled for her, she came running and then put on the brakes as she got close to the deck.  And then she slunk up onto the deck.  And stopped.  She looked very guilty.

She didn't really want to look at me.  She cracks me up.  She was clean, so I knew she hadn't really got herself into too much trouble.  But apparently she thought different since she had slunk onto the deck.

There is nothing like looking right into your dogs' eyes.  She got lots of pets when she came in the house.  Silly Lucy.  Love that she acts guilty even when she doesn't do anything.

The girls had a 1/2 day today so we were able to head out and get their much needed cleats for lacrosse.  We now have our game schedule for the Spring.  We've had a few practices and they are really loving it.

D playing piano.  She is working on a song called "March Militaire" by Franz Schubert.  D takes great delight in telling me that he lived a "really long time ago".

She is really loving this song.  She likes that her fingers are always moving around on the keys.  No problem getting her to practice this song.

potd #86.  Semi-guilty Lucy.  Ahhh, those eyes.