I have been sick since last night. Nausea, runny nose, and just generally feel like dog do-do. That’s putting it mildly. I did manage to make three pumpkin pies for our Thanksgiving dinner, which we’re having at my mom’s house on Sunday late afternoon. I rolled around the kitchen on a stool like a 90-year-old. I made these two regular pies and one crustless for The Captain.
I made this little hat yesterday. It’s supposed to be for Harper, but it’s way too big. I am convinced I am incapable of making a hat in an infant size. This was my third try and I still didn’t get it right. I swear. How hard can it be?
I managed to finish the front of my pillow. Here it is folded into fourths. It’s BIG. Those last rows were very long. I had to shave my legs twice before I finished one round. Okay, I’m exaggerating, but they were long. They probably seemed longer because I didn’t feel good.
Did I mention I don’t feel well?
That means I can’t see Harper.