With Gratitude
Thank you all so very much for the Birthday wishes! Dan ended up working late, but he and my friends are having a BBQ for me today. I'm looking forward to doing nothing all day.
We've had the most perfect weather all week long. I swear we went straight from Winter to Summer here in Germany. I got the spring cleaning fever on Wednesday and have been doing all the little things in the house that have been driving me nuts all winter. Dan had the day off yesterday so we went and bought all the flower boxes and garden stuff. I'll post pictures in a couple of days. I got a little sunburned while I got everything planted. I LOVE summer. I put some fibery things up on Ebay that I realized I really don't have the room for or don't use. They end today. I'm sad to see them go, but I need to get rid of some of this clutter. There's tons more that should go, but it's so hard to give up our toys, isn't it?
I finally talked to the neighbor about Daniel yesterday. I was in the garage getting planters out and she was walking by. I asked if she had a minute to talk. It turned out much better than I expected. I think she already knew. I suspect that one of my well-meaning friends might have already spoken to her. It's almost as if she reads the blog because she said a lot of the things that was mentioned in the comments. I started off by apologizing for my rude behavior and explained that I had just been so angry at her. I told her why and she was immediately apologetic. In the beginning she said that she'd thought about Daniel and that she should have come talked to me and in the end the story was that she just hadn't thought about Daniel. Her explanation was that her son just kept adding guests and before it got to Daniel she had told him that was enough, no more. Daniel was the only child that age in the neighborhood that wasn't invited and I explained to her that he did realize it and it hurt him. She did say there was no excuse and she felt bad. She wanted to make it up to Daniel. They are moving and on top of that she's leaving a little early to go to her family's home in France to have her daughter baptized before they move back to the States. I know how stressful moving time is, so I told her not to worry about it and that I'd just wanted to clear the air before they left. I think it just hurt so much from her because she does know about Daniel and I thought she was one of the ones that really understood. And as I explained to her, if it had been me it would have been like water off a duck's back, but as a mother, it hurts so much more when you're child is hurting. She completely understood. She said that she was glad I had because she could use it as a lesson should she ever meet another child like Daniel. So... all's well that ends well. I feel so much better now that I've talked to her. It was really eating away at me. When will I ever learn that stuff just gets worse as it festers?
I finished the Fortissima (color 8040) socks a few days ago. I love the way the yarn bloomed after washing. Okay, Katy, do you see why I won't show you my naked feet now? lol. My feet have such a weird shape to them and they aren't even the same.
I've been working very little on Dan's raglan but I really want to finish it before I get into the full swing of Summer or it'll sit until Fall. I want to cast on another pair of socks, but I'll use that as my incentive to finish up Dan's sweater.
I hope everyone is enjoying the long weekend.














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I really don't mean to sound like a whiner, but this couldn't have hit at a better time for me. I've really been struggling this week with the issue of my son, Daniel, being left out because he's not "like the other kids". As Asperger's goes, Daniel has had a lot of help since he was three. We're lucky. It could be a lot worse. He's always been in a mainstream school. He's a sweet and caring boy who has a hard time with dialog. He talks at you, not to you, endlessly.... about numbers and facts that other kids find weird. We're working on it. But how much can we do when what he needs is socialization and the other kids don't like playing with him? It hurts to see him with a group of other children and they completely ignore him. I don't blame the kids, they are just kids after all, but it hurts all the same.
I said anything I would start bawling and blow up in front of all the kids. Part of me wants to go talk to her, but I know it wouldn't do any good. There'd be justifications and excuses or she'd feel really bad about it and I really don't want to do that to someone either. I really do blame myself for not making people more aware. On top of that they're moving back to the States next month, so I can't help but think what's the use? I know I need to go apologize to her for treating her the way I did yesterday, but I'm still angry and I want to be able to do it without the anger showing it's ugly face.







I took photography in High School but I have a lot to remember and learn. There are so many buttons and menus... it's gonna be fun though. Here's a little sampling of my play today.

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shipping from Germany. Eugene Beugler (yes, the same one that designed Dayflower Daydream from Best of Shawls and Scarves as well as other gorgeous creations - very nice man, by the way) contacted me when we were stationed here the last time asking for help in obtaining some German lace patterns and was the first to tell me about the Diana magazines. I haven't seen them since we got here a year and a half ago. Crocheted lace seems to be big here now. At any rate, as a thank you gift, Eugene knit this gorgeous doily for me out of a tencel thread. It's as gorgeous to the touch as it is to the eye and one of my most prized possessions.


I'm just about to the underarms of Dan's raglan. I'm doing it in the round so the sleeves are next. I'll show you when I attach them. Then it'll be time to pull out the reference books since I'm not following the pattern. Who wants to knit a raglan flat with all that seaming. "Not I", said the wise knitter.