Tuesday, July 24, 2012
One more finished blanket
The weekend of July 20
It's been a long, tense weekend that I won't soon forget. Along with the rest of the world I have watched the world change yet again, and not for the better. But on the other hand I have seen acts of heroism that have shown what people are really made of.
I found out that my son was the officer who arrested the shooter. I know the split-second timing of the events could have been different, and the outcome could have been so horrendous. How will this affect him in both the weeks and months to come, and in the long term? Will it devastate him? Will he be able to overcome the horror? I'm kind of scared for him. I know he's strong, but who can deal with that kind of terror without losing some part of himself? I'm worried about that. I hope he knows himself well enough to know if and when he will need help. I hope that help will be available for him.
But most of all, I am so proud of him that I can hardly breathe. He was afraid, so scared (and rightly so) but he ran into the fires of hell not knowing if he would come out alive. He ran in, not knowing if he would see friends and family again. He ran in to fulfill his duty as a police officer, an oath he took as an officer of the city of Aurora. He simply put his own life on the line in order to attempt to put an end to the act of terrorism that was going on in a place where people were supposed to be safe. A place where children and families were supposed to be able to have a good time together. A place where a lunatic had descended and opened fire.
Bless your heart, Jason. Words will never be able to express my gratitude for your willingness to put yourself in the line of fire in order to make this world a better place for the rest of us. I love you so much, and I'm also grateful for the forces that kept you safe.
I found out that my son was the officer who arrested the shooter. I know the split-second timing of the events could have been different, and the outcome could have been so horrendous. How will this affect him in both the weeks and months to come, and in the long term? Will it devastate him? Will he be able to overcome the horror? I'm kind of scared for him. I know he's strong, but who can deal with that kind of terror without losing some part of himself? I'm worried about that. I hope he knows himself well enough to know if and when he will need help. I hope that help will be available for him.
But most of all, I am so proud of him that I can hardly breathe. He was afraid, so scared (and rightly so) but he ran into the fires of hell not knowing if he would come out alive. He ran in, not knowing if he would see friends and family again. He ran in to fulfill his duty as a police officer, an oath he took as an officer of the city of Aurora. He simply put his own life on the line in order to attempt to put an end to the act of terrorism that was going on in a place where people were supposed to be safe. A place where children and families were supposed to be able to have a good time together. A place where a lunatic had descended and opened fire.
Bless your heart, Jason. Words will never be able to express my gratitude for your willingness to put yourself in the line of fire in order to make this world a better place for the rest of us. I love you so much, and I'm also grateful for the forces that kept you safe.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
I think I'm becoming addicted.
I have two more of the blankets finished and come to think of it, I only needed one more. Plus I've already started another one, but that's okay because I've found out about another woman at work who is 20 weeks pregnant. (Someone had to tell me. She does NOT look pregnant. I don't know why other women don't even look pregnant when they're halfway through. By that time people were always thinking I was ready to pop...)
Anyway, the green one that was supposed to have ladybugs ended up NOT having them because Bridget observed something about it: The yarn and design are too delicate for the ltitle appliques that I made. The ladybugs would have totally overpowered the blanket and although it would have still been okay, it is actually a pretty little blanket, and the ladybugs need to go on a cute blanket. That will make sense to some of the people who read this, but not everyone. Here it is, folded in quarter. The edge of this one is all lacy and pretty, added a lot of visual interest, I think.
Anyway, the other one that I just finished today is another one of those bubble ones, this time mostly blue with a little bit of "soft white" added in. When I started making it, I made it WAY too small, so I had to add a lot more border to it, but that's okay because I think it turned out kinda cute that way. This one should be nice and warm.
And all is not lost as far as the ladybugs go. I have some little squares in light green and off white that I'm going to put together in some sort of pattern and attach the ladybugs. It's a heavier yarn and a "cuter" look as opposed to pretty. A better fit, thanks Bridget!
At work I've been accepted into a study for type 2 diabetics, something about, "What works better to help maintain blood sugar control, education or exercise?" Duh... Anyway, the group I got put on is the "exercise" group, so I get to use the gym at the university for five months. Yay! Plus five or six weekends they will put me on a study diet, which is not that great but at least it means someone else will cook for me for three days each time. I've done that before for a different study, and although the food isn't wonderful, it's edible and it's certainly easy. Gary doesn't mind either, because it measn he gets to eat whatever he wants that weekend too. (Boxed macaroni and cheese, pickled beets, all kinds of nasty stuff.)
And on a totally unrelated note, why is it that I can be dozing off in front of the TV all evening, but when it's time to actually go to BED I am wide awake and I could stay awake till 3 a.m. with no problems whatsoever? Do we ever outgrow that "oh goodie, I can stay up as late as I want to!" mentality?
That's all I've got to say about that.
And all is not lost as far as the ladybugs go. I have some little squares in light green and off white that I'm going to put together in some sort of pattern and attach the ladybugs. It's a heavier yarn and a "cuter" look as opposed to pretty. A better fit, thanks Bridget!
At work I've been accepted into a study for type 2 diabetics, something about, "What works better to help maintain blood sugar control, education or exercise?" Duh... Anyway, the group I got put on is the "exercise" group, so I get to use the gym at the university for five months. Yay! Plus five or six weekends they will put me on a study diet, which is not that great but at least it means someone else will cook for me for three days each time. I've done that before for a different study, and although the food isn't wonderful, it's edible and it's certainly easy. Gary doesn't mind either, because it measn he gets to eat whatever he wants that weekend too. (Boxed macaroni and cheese, pickled beets, all kinds of nasty stuff.)
And on a totally unrelated note, why is it that I can be dozing off in front of the TV all evening, but when it's time to actually go to BED I am wide awake and I could stay awake till 3 a.m. with no problems whatsoever? Do we ever outgrow that "oh goodie, I can stay up as late as I want to!" mentality?
That's all I've got to say about that.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Getting ready for the 4th, and finishing another baby afghan
So I'm working on Monday so I can get an extra day off while the Utah families are in town. I already have the 4th of July off, but since no one will have arrived yet, it'll be nice to take my regular day off on a day other than Monday and use it when we can all be together.
The girls (Melissa, Andrea, Carolyn, Audrey, Bridget, and I) are going to Taco Bell on Tuesday so I have no idea what the men folk will eat. Hopefully something disgusting so I can feel all justified. :) (Like I need justification...) Tradition says we should have a cookout for the 4th, but it's supposed to be almost 100 degrees all week and that just doesn't sound fun to me. I would rather have monster deli sandwiches that everyone can build for themselves with a nice platter of fresh fruit and some chips. That actually sounds really good to me. Especially if I can find some nice ripe avocados.
Also, I have finished another baby blanket. I think that's six done and at least one more to go, maybe two but I'd have to find that list of all the pregnant women I know that I'd like to give them to. This one is really thick and warm, perfectly sized to tuck around a baby in a car seat. And since there's alot of pink in it it's obviously for a girl.
The girls (Melissa, Andrea, Carolyn, Audrey, Bridget, and I) are going to Taco Bell on Tuesday so I have no idea what the men folk will eat. Hopefully something disgusting so I can feel all justified. :) (Like I need justification...) Tradition says we should have a cookout for the 4th, but it's supposed to be almost 100 degrees all week and that just doesn't sound fun to me. I would rather have monster deli sandwiches that everyone can build for themselves with a nice platter of fresh fruit and some chips. That actually sounds really good to me. Especially if I can find some nice ripe avocados.
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