Family

It’s Been A While, Hasn’t It?


Here I am, attempting to jumpstart what used to be so easy, the habit of knocking out a blog post a couple of times a week and following the blogs I particularly enjoy, of which there are many – keeping up with what others are reading or knitting, baking or making music and/or just what’s going on outside the realm of Casa Coleman. I don’t know if you’ve missed me, but I’ve missed you and it feels good to be back.❤️

FIRST THINGS FIRST

The newest grand — then and now:

and we can’t forget big sisters…

OK everyone! It’s time to stop growing and changing – at least for a little while – I’m not finished loving this stage yet!

Now for the Bangkok branch update:

As you can see, they too are growing and changing much, much more quickly than I want!

NEXT INSTALLMENT – Knitting and throwing, ringing and reading and whatever else catches my fancy!

Whoever is happy will make others happy too. Anne Frank

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Family

Misery, Thy Name is Insomnia


Yeah, the little clock at the top of my screen says 4:24 am and I’m up, sitting at my kitchen table, drinking coffee out of my favorite cup, the one which says “Some days I am a princess, some days I am a warrior (choose wisely).  I think I’m a warrior, probably a very tired one later today.

 

 

 Thank you my sister of the heart, CeCe for the awesome mug!

FYI – I had a birthday last week

 Cece also gifted me a 12x magnifying mirror, which I love btw, I guess she got tired of listening to me fuss about how I can’t see much of anything close up, making any eyebrow maintenance nearly impossible.

My Bangkok Branch sent me beautiful tulips –

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making me wish for spring to hurry on up and get here!  Today’s Bangkok countdown: 25 days until departure!  Mr. Iknead and I are getting antsy…….we’re ready to be be there!!!

Oops!  Almost forgot this.  I want to recommend a book that I just read, The Year of Less, by Caitlin Flanders.

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In her late twenties, Cait Flanders found herself stuck in the consumerism cycle that grips so many of us: earn more, buy more, want more, rinse, repeat. Even after she worked her way out of nearly $30,000 of consumer debt, her old habits took hold again. When she realized that nothing she was doing or buying was making her happy—only keeping her from meeting her goals—she decided to set herself a challenge: she would not shop for an entire year.

The Year of Less documents Cait’s life for twelve months during which she bought only consumables: groceries, toiletries, gas for her car. Along the way, she challenged herself to consume less of many other things besides shopping. She decluttered her apartment and got rid of 70 percent of her belongings; learned how to fix things rather than throw them away; researched the zero waste movement; and completed a television ban. At every stage, she learned that the less she consumed, the more fulfilled she felt.

I find that the older I get, the less is more concept is becoming more and more appealing.

This book is an easy read and provided me with lots of food for thought.  I don’t know if her technique would work as well if she had someone, a spouse or partner, sharing space, but the challenge is intriguing. 🤔

The trick is in what one emphasizes.  We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves happy.  The amount of work is the same.  Carlos Castaneda

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Family · Knitting

FO Friday, I Do, Wise Words


OFF THE NEEDLES

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Honey Nectar Cowl

Tosh Chunky in One of a Kind Nectar

This yarn was much prettier after it was knit up.  The colors seemed sort of, I don’t know, blah, I guess.  I’m so glad I stayed with it to the finish.  I love the soft, subtle colors now!

I DO RENEW

Mr. Iknead and I are renewing our marriage vows this evening, with our sweet son in law officiating.  It’s very low key, just family, the kids and their spouses and the grands, in front of the fireplace here at home, with dinner afterward. The past 35(!) years hold so much laughter and love, along with some tears, of course, but the love and laughs far outweigh anything else.  So, yeah, I’d do it all again in a heartbeat.  Pictures to follow.

A WORD TO THE WISE

When your paper carrier leaves your paper right on top of your sprinkler system, do not, I repeat, do not attempt to dry it, the paper, not the carrier, in the microwave; or at least, don’t get distracted and walk away.

I didn’t know paper would ignite at around the 20 second mark.  Yeah, my attention span is about that short.  Burned clean through the first section and about halfway through the second, FYI.

Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently.  Henry Ford

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Family · Knitting

Morning at the Zoo, Wondrous Yarnbox, Meet Forrester Gump


ZOO FUN

Big and busy day today. Mr. Iknead and I spent the morning with all three grands and their moms at the zoo. I don’t know about the others but I’m totally beat. I bet we walked three miles today, easy! We had a blast and except for one tiny episode of COTTON CANDY COTTON CANDY IWANTCOTTONCANDY!!!! everyone’s sunny disposition stayed put. The four newest tiger cubs were a particular favorite. Babydiva developed a short term obsession with mole rats but was eventually distracted and we were able to carry on with our visit.

Babydiva and the Papoose – Cousins and BFFs

Patient Tiger Mommy

The Sprout’s Pushing ME Next Time!

Just Us Girls

Mr. Iknead and Babydaddy don’t have a chance.

And you know what?  They love it!  Mr. Iknead melts completely when he around the grands, it’s the sweetest thing – no request refused, no job too large or too small.  Pawpaw’s got this and is loving every blessed minute.  I married a marshmallow and it’s grand!

Babydivalicious

That Smile!!

YARNLOVE

Another wondrous box arrived while we were visiting the zoo and (be still my heart) this was inside:

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SIIDEGARTE

Silky Swiss Gorgeousness

“Siide-Flauschig”

50% Silk/50% Merino

Aichblatt

250m/273 yds

There were two, count ’em, two hanks of this in the wondrous Yarnbox; the sheen on this stuff is phenomenal, as you can see from the photo.  Now the hard part – picking a project because, as we all know, fabulous yarn calls for a fabulous pattern.  Shawl?  Shrug? Sweater? Who knows?  Most of the time, in my plane of existence, the yarn decides what it wants to be, then it’s my job to figure out what that is.  I’m thinking some type of wrap, maybe something with a hood?

RUN FORRESTER RUN!

Meet Forrester Gump, the newest member of the Iknead family.

 

20140321-152459.jpgMr. Iknead has been so patient, waiting until he found just want he wanted, from the sort of silvery green paint job, to the moonroof, to the automatic back hatch – just touch a button and it opens and closes *snap fingers* just like that.  I’m happy to see him so happy and excited.  He deserves this new ride, he’s been driving my dad’s car for the past couple of years, a good car, a Buick LaCrosse, nice, not too fancy, but really, not his style.  He’s more of an SUV kind of guy.  I don’t mind telling that I’m a million times blessed to have him as the love of my life.

It is better to travel, than to arrive.  Buddha

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