This will be a quickie. I'm sitting here surrounded by noxious fumes as I wait for L'Oreal to take away my grey and replace it with 4R Dark Auburn. Each time I color my hair I wonder how many more times I'll do it. A woman at work who is roughly my age, maybe a little older, just recently let her roots grow out and got her hair cut really short and is now naturally grey. It looks great. It gave me hope that when I decide I've had enough, I'll look good, too. I'm just afraid with my very pale coloring, I'll disappear.



I finished the Feb socks. And only 6 days into March. Not too bad. I chose my March yarn and I haven't been able to put it down. It's Crystal Palace Yarns Mini Mochi. It's a machine washable merino/nylon blend and it's soft and has a soft halo about it. All of that is good but the color changes are what keep me fascinated. Since the yardage seems a little short 180 m (195 yds) I did a plain 2x2 rib toe up. The yarn is a single and is softly spun, if that makes sense. It almost looks unspun at points and I was afraid it was not strong enough but I can't break it by pulling on it so the nylon must help. I have neglected Em's sweater in favor of working with this yarn. It's amazing how a simple thing like color change can amuse me but it does. I keep watching as each color blends and then changes into something new. I'll work on the sweater today and I want to spin some. I haven't spun all week and I miss it. I'm working on the Bruise yarn and it's coming out pretty nice.

We are in for some more weather changes again today. Two days ago, my yard was covered in ice and snow and I was bundled up against 20 degree (-6 C) temps with wind chill of 0 degrees. Today, it is supposed to be 65 (18.8C). 65!!! It is so weird. I know it is a tease and the cold weather will be back so I'm going to open the windows and enjoy it while I can. The only problem is that the rapid change in atmospheric pressure and temp changes induces migraines. Yesterday I had a whopper and today it's just a mild headache. A little Excedrin and I should be good to go.





Em finished her tests for this week. It hurt my heart to hear how painful the biopsy was. I want to throw myself in front of her and say "NO MORE. You may NOT hurt my baby!" even though I know the tests are necessary. There is one more test, a PET scan but that is not invasive and shouldn't hurt. Then the doctor appt and the decision of what to do. I want to scream "TAKE IT OUT." Even I, without a medical degree, see that it has to come out. I know all the reasons for wanting as much info as possible beforehand but for goodness sakes. Get the sucker out of my daughter's body. Then you can poke a stick at it all you want. She is hanging in there and I am so proud of the way she is handling this. That's my girl.





Daylight savings time tonight. Yuck. A week of my internal clock adjusting to the abrupt change in light. Time to do away with it, I think. Let the light return on its own.





However you are spending your weekend, I hope it contains some laughter. And here's a thought,



The truth you believe and cling to makes you unavailable to hear anything new
~Pema Chodron




So, I'm adding being open to new thoughts and ideas to my goals. I'll bet I can learn all sorts of things.