Monday, July 11, 2005

A cap for my sailor

My husband is going to be in the Port Huron to Mackinac yacht race in a week, and has asked me to make him a watch cap to wear on the night shift, as it gets pretty cold and wet. He is one of those guys that operates the winches that turn like coffee grinders. He always has fabulous shoulders by the end of the summer. Now I have to figure out how to get the name of his boat to come out right on a brim you turn up. I'll need plenty of coffee and an absence of kids, I think. Intarsia and small children just don't work well together.

I keep waiting to feel better without the chemo, but I'm still barfing. ugh. Maybe it will take a while for the toxins to clear my system. It's bad enough to have kinky, strange colored hair in place of what I used to have. Why do I have to keep on puking?

Well, enough feeling sorry for myself. I think I'll plop in front of the tv and knit. A cup of coffee sounds nice, too.


Blogger Lisa said...

I really hope you are feeling better soon Em. Can't wait to see the cap!

11:34 PM  

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