What we often choose not to discuss…

While in IKEA a couple of weeks ago and while passing through the food section I spotted a bottle of blueberry drink concentrate, just bought it with no plan for what to do with it in mind (typical).  It has turned out to be really convenient to have because I get to go for my very first colonoscopy and endoscopy today, and yesterday I discovered the blueberry juice concentrate mixed with water adds some variation to my clear-liquid diet as part of the preparation for the procedures.  A dash of the concentrate in a glass of water provides a welcome change of taste and just made every thing seem a little less dull and inconvenient.

Inconvenient is the key word of the preparation for the whole event.  Although I am not of the age when a colonoscopy it typically done for the first time, I cannot imagine the sense in having someone undergo such a procedure upon turning 50. I mean, most people who’ve just turned the big 5-0 are probably feeling a bit old, and then they are told that they have to undergo a colonoscopy.  It’s as if to say, “It’s all downhill from here.”  I’m told that the actual procedure itself is no big deal, and I hope that that to be the case, but the experience of preparing for it is not fun—at all.  The liquid I’ve had to drink over the period of an hour, despite its lemon scent, starts out as rather unpleasant and by the end of the hour, I am practically gagging and forcing it down my throat.  Yesterday, I popped the DVD Finding Nemo in the DVD player to keep my son YM entertained during the process, and despite his absorption with the movie, he could not ignore my face twisted in agony as I finished the liquid and offered sympathetic words.  As I am on my second dose of the liquid at this writing, my husband has thankfully taken YM off to a class he had scheduled today so I can writhe in discomfort on my own for a bit without having to maintain my composure.  Yesterday,  in between rushing off to the toilet yesterday I had to rescue Phinney, one of our arthritic 19-year old cats, from YM at various intervals.  This made everything more difficult for me, so at least today I get a little reprieve.  I look forward to getting the whole procedure done with later today, and I hope it is the last time I have to do it for a long time.  Unfortunately, the doctor’s assistant, a knitting addict herself (she’s been to more local yarn stores than I have), assured me that there will be no opportunity to knit while there.  I think having the opportunity to knit should be part of the whole thing.  Don’t you?  I think it could actually make it all worthwhile for me.

Still waiting….

I’ve been working on a February Baby Sweater for my daughter, Miss Rose (not her real name), and after having gotten only as far as the collar, ripped it out and knit it again.  This has happened 3 or 4 times, but it is finally showing signs of becoming an actual garment as I am making some progress, so I feel I it is blogworthy.  Well, I guess it would have been blogworthy from it’s inception, but it seemed pointless to blog about it because until a few days ago I really didn’t know if I would get anywhere with it.  The yarn is King Tut, which is a beautiful worsted weight mercerized cotton I’ve had hanging around since about 1990.  The only thing that really bugs me about the yarn is that the skeins are so small (66 yards/60 meters) that I am only half way through the body of the cardigan for a toddler and I’ve used 4 skeins to get there!  I’ve had to adapt the pattern to fit Miss Rose, whom we have yet to meet, but we do have monthly health updates on her, so I am able to approximate how it will fit her.  Or, at least I hope it will fit her.

On that note, we’ve received word that my fingerprint scans were found to be unacceptable, so now I have obtain police clearance for every jurisdiction I’ve lived in for the past 5 years.  Luckily, I’ve only moved twice in Washington State during that time, so yesterday afternoon my son, Young Man, and I set out to police headquarters for the two city jurisdictions that apply.  With those successfully out of the way, I now have to obtain clearance at the state level.  The whole fingerprint thing boggles my mind.  When I went for fingerprint scans the second time, the Homeland Security agent who scanned me told me that it is the vertical lines that cut across my fingerprints that they don’t like.  And my question is:  If the lines are there, as they’ve been for many years, don’t they comprise my fingerprints?  My other question is:  If a government agency has spent probably millions of dollars on such high-tech machines, but they produce such unsatisfactory results so often, then shouldn’t those machines be scrapped?  So the process of adopting Miss Rose (almost a year old) gets pushed back further.  And we all wait.

We awakened to a relieving rainfall this morning. This has to be the driest and warmest June around here, a month that is notorious for chilling temps and October-like conditions.  Let’s see, the peonies came and went back in May (I think they usually bloom in June), the dahlias are already in bloom (they usually bloom in August), and the lavender is ready to bloom (this variety doesn’t usually bloom until July).  Of course, this is after a late spring, in which the bulbs bloomed a month late.

Lavender buds heavy with rain.

My best friend?

Maybe it’s a bit extreme to say that an hot water bottle is my best friend, especially when that really could also be said of my knitting bag, but when a hot water bottle has a soft cozy on it such as mine, it is the best thing in the world to have.  I knitted the cozy back in 2000, but of all the things I’ve knitted it probably holds the place of greatest appreciation by me.

Pattern: Hottie by Kim Hargreaves in Rowan 28, August 2000
Yarn: Rowan Kid Soft (Hah! That’s the wrong yarn! I’ll have to find out what I used….Sorry!)
Needles? I’ve forgotten. Probably US 4 (3.5 mm) and US 6 (4 mm)

Looking around at similar cozies on Ravelry, I still like this one best. Unlike other designs that would have you put a drawstring closure at the bottom or at the top, Hottie creates an opening in the middle of the cozy, making it something that enhances the cozy especially when pretty buttons are added for closure.

For added flourish, the turtleneck-style collar that covers the neck of the hot water bottle has a sweet ruffle to it. The only modification I made was that instead of sewing the collar up and creating a seam, I knitted a seamless collar in the round.  Along with the design, I love the yarn I used for it because it makes it super, super soft and with hot water inside the bottle, it’s like a warm Teddy Bear.  It just may be my best friend.