Anyone else remember that catch-phrase from the McNeil-Lehrer New Hour on PBS? We used to watch that at dinnertime when I was at my grandparents' house in the summer. They pretty much only got PBS, and my Gramps was a nut about the stock market. Anyhoo.....
Some random tidbits about the state of my world. First up, some shop news. Having gotten started on dyeing for the Shakespeare in Lace club, I have come to the conclusion that custom dyeing through the shop just ain't gonna happen until we are in some other living setup. Every 4 skeins dyed means a trip up and down 2 flights of stairs with dripping wet yarn carried over beige carpeting (in a rental house!), and the charm has gone from that particular aerobic exercise already. So, until further notice, I will be listing OOAK skeins and fiber over at my Etsy store. You can, of course, also click on the link in the upper right-hand side bar to be taken there as well. I'll try to remember to post update notices here at the blog too, so you'll know when I have something new up for sale. I have a few skeins of a KSH-esque laceweight and some fingering-weight yarns in there right now, and I'll probably have a few other things next weekend as well. (And of course, this does NOT change anything for the lace club members - business as usual. No worries.)
We had a quiet weekend here. Tuesday, I broke in a new doctor for my autoimmune stuff, and while I will not force most of you to hear that particular tale of woe, let's say it was not pretty. I did, however, twist some arms and got a set of orders written for my Remicade infusion, and was set up for Friday a.m. at the hospital for it. I have to be honest - after the nerve-wracking experience I had with the doctor, I wasn't sure what to expect when I went over to the hospital. Which is small.... like 45 beds total.... in our little town. But it turned out to be a very nice surprise. The nurses, Cathy and Anya, were absolutely wonderful. It only took 2 tries to get an IV started (trust me... for me... this is very good). I got a private room that was big enough D got to sit there with me and not only did they have the heat on, I got two heated blankets to sit under for the duration. They played Mozart softly in the background and it really was a nice setup, considering everything.
I think, in retrospect, however, that they ran the infusion a little too quickly because by the time I was ready to leave I was already running a fever, was very flushed and had a killer headache. I came home, re-medicated with some Benadryl and Tylenol and went to bed for 4 hours like a zombie. Saturday was a little bumpy too. I still didn't feel very well, had a headache and some low-grade feverishness, but by Sunday, I was mostly back to the land of the living. I had some things to do around the house (including keeping D hydrated, because now he has the flu or something, and let's just keep our fingers crossed I do NOT get that right now!), and thought maybe I would go to work Bhen for an hour, but in the end decided I needed some Emma nap time and knitting. So that's what I did.
And finally, we also got the boys a new farrier this weekend. He is a very nice guy - very patient with the boys and does mostly sporthorse shoeing (he does a lot of hunter/jumpers in the area), so he understands about the need for a good foot care. We got new shoes put on for Sam, who is Mr. Pansy-Foot (mostly because he has very flat feet and .... well... is a mama's boy), and trimmed Bhen and Digger. I think I may try Diggs barefoot with some Renegade boots like Bhen's this year. The farrier, James, noted that Digger has "mule feet". Meaning.... very hard, strong feet (most mules don't need shoes), and I laughed and said "Yeah, to go with his mule head." All three of them did well for James, tho, and stood fairly patiently while he got their feet taken care of. They'll be all set now for the next month and a half or so, and we are ready to do some riding!
All for now......