Life's a Stitch

That’s a catchy title. I usually enjoy my two glasses of wine in the evening, but I haven’t been able to recently. No wine for me. My neck has been in spasm and alcohol makes it worse. I took half a muscle relaxer for the first time. I told my daughter that it felt like having a glass of wine without the headache. She told me it was more acceptable to drink wine than do drugs. Darn.

The air was cool last night and it smelled of fall. Walking past my knitting basket, Marina called out to me, letting me know that if I didn’t start making some progress pretty soon the air would be warmer and smelling like spring; too late for Marina. It was far less painful than I imagined, getting into the swing of Marina. It helped that my magnetic board hadn’t budged and was still marking the right row.