I’m not usually one for bad dreams — weird, interminable, sometimes surprisingly well-plotted dreams, yes, but only very, very rarely are they frightening or unpleasant ones. Typically, my dreams have surprisingly little emotional content. But last night I had a couple of whoppers. First off, at about 2 a.m., I dreamed that my mother dragged herself into my real-life bedroom, over to my real-life bedside, threw her arm across my thighs and croaked, “Call an ambulance.” I came bolt awake out of that one, my heart pounding. (I might point out, my mother does not live with me. She lives in her house, I live in my little duplex, and that is a mutually satisfactory arrangement.) I was royally spooked by that brief broadside of a dream for a good little bit. I had to get up and move about, which is always good for shredding the whisps of most dreams that persist into waking. I had a potty break, then went into the kitchen and had a couple of pieces of Twizzlers Bites to give me the energy to get back to sleep, which usually works.
I finally did get back to sleep, then I dreamed about my dad (who passed in September of 2014). He was still of an age when he was active and independent and could see and hear well, but he was having an episode of delirium and I was having to deal with him myself. I was at their house (although it didn’t look anything like their house actually does). He somehow got outside and I located my mom and we were trying to decide whether to go look for him ourselves or call the police, or what — my dad was over six feet tall, and if he decided to struggle, even my mom and I together could not have handled him. As we were talking, someone knocked at the door and it was my dad. He had gotten a lift home in a UPS truck. I remember thinking in the dream that my dad had been delivered by UPS and how ironically funny it was. Tied loosely about him was one of those heavy cloth strips like moving companies use to secure furniture by strapping it to the side of the vans. Then a “friend” came over. You know how you know things in dreams; I knew he was an old family friend although he didn’t look like anybody I knew that we knew. He and my dad were conversing, and then my dad started playing the bagpipe for him (yeah, I know). I was sad because although his playing was good, it was not as good as it once had been. Then I woke up.
After that, even though it was only about 5:20 a.m., I didn’t even bother to try to go back to sleep. I read for a while, then I decided I might just as well get up. Thankfully, the passage of time is dulling the memory of those dreams, especially the first one, which was a real shovel-smack upside the head.
Now I’ve got to get ready to go out. My cousin JP is driving over from New Mexico to take my mother and me out to lunch. Then he will drive back to New Mexico. He does this from time to time, as he only lives about a 4-1/2 hour drive away — which is really quite near in this part of the world — to touch base with his Aunt Fluffy (my mom). My mom was his mom’s baby sister, and his parents gave my mom a real leg up in her rise from her rural roots to venture out into the wide world and begin her career. She is my namesake aunt, the only one of her children to be named for anyone on either side of the family. (That right there tells you how large my aunt loomed in her legend.)
Plus, we’ve got three important anniversaries coming up, what would have been my dad’s 95th birthday on 21st August (the same day as the solar eclipse, no less), the third anniversary of his passing on 22nd September, and my mom’s 93rd birthday on 23rd September. (Yes, my mom spent her 90th birthday making funeral arrangements for the love of her life.) And I’m sure part of my cousin’s visit is to lend moral support to my mom going into this gauntlet of significant dates.
In the knitting news, I finished two more hats. This one at right, which I’m calling “Simple Pleasures Hat” and the one below, which I’m calling “Fabled Cable Hat.” I’m not completely satisfied with either pattern so I haven’t posted them to my knitting pattern website.
The Fabled Cable Hat has braided cables, which don’t show up on the picture very well. This one was done in Lion Brand Landscapes yarn, colorway “Desert Spring.” The “Landscapes” yarn is Lion Brand’s answer to Red Heart’s Unforgettable yarns. Although they both say they are a medium:4 weight yarn, the Landscapes yarn is noticeably thicker. I think the colors are a little more garish, or some of them are. The Simple Pleasures Hat was done in the Unforgettable yarn, colorway “Parrot.” It is pretty bright, but I like the color mix. I think they’re cheerful. I’m not really wild about the Lion Brand colors, although they do have a solid fuchsia pink, which I’ve gotten two skeins of.
When starting a hat, I typically either use the provisional cast on, or the long-tail cast on, depending on whether the edge of the hat will be “hemmed” or not. Both methods start with a slip knot in the working yarn. When I join to knit in the round, I don’t drop my slip knot. I slip it off the right hand needle and onto the left hand needle, and then do a k2tog (knit two together) with the slip knot and what would be my first stitch of the row. I find this makes a more secure join.