Hat and mouse
Thursday October 07th 2010, 10:17 pm
Filed under: Family,Friends,Knit

It’s amazing how much good a little wool on one’s head can do.

A year and a half ago a big and much appreciated get-well basket was left on our doorstep, full of scrumptious yarns and handknits like the cashmere fingerless gloves from Jasmin–who, when Purlescence was having a sale on that cashmere awhile earlier, had let me have the black that she’d already picked out for herself when I oohed and aahed over it. Just because she’s nice like that.

That black cashmere became my first surgeon’s shawl.

She kept the light aqua blue for herself, and then gave that to me too, in that basket, all knitted up. I was blown away.

But there was one thing in there that came with no name, no tag, no way of knowing who it was from for me to say thank you.

Stephanie was blogging today about it being cold and her daughter putting on a hat and Stephanie’s sudden need to start knitting one.

It’s cold here too this evening. I was reading that and thought, that’s what I need! A hat! And I reached over for that gray and purple one and felt warmed all over again by the thoughtfulness of someone out there. Thank you…

It has been a very useful hat. Last winter, did I steal all the blankets at night? No, I reached over my head into the headboard and fumbled that thing on in my half-sleep.

Although, you can tell I’m married to a computer nerd. He has been working on a long stubborn software problem, working on the laptop right up till bedtime the last few evenings.

Tuesday morning I was startled abruptly awake at a cold something and looked over–my snoozing husband was running his wireless mouse on my arm in his sleep, I guess because to his subconscious I can solve all his problems because I love him.

If you give a mouse a cookie

The mouse (which, to be fair, he didn’t know was there) has been banished. Even though, theoretically, I could put Jasmin’s long gloves on to ward off its chill.

Uh no. Let’s keep it at hat.

(Hubs wants it mentioned that I still steal the blankets.)

It’s a cold, tool world.


Ed. to add: okay, just picture it–he’s solved the problem, the patent attorneys have gotten involved, and now they’ve billed a better mouse traipse.

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My hubby says the same thing, plus he says I have cold feet,I’ve taken to wearing socks to bed.It’s strange that when I get up in the night he has 3/4’s of the covers on his side. My guy is an electrician, thank heavens he doesn’t wire things in his sleep.That could be interesting if not painful.

Comment by Kris 10.08.10 @ 2:01 am

One of the joys of sharing a life and a bed, seeing each other in our sleep. The bedcap is an excellent idea and will have to add one to our repertoire.

Comment by twinsetellen 10.08.10 @ 5:39 am

Had to call my own computer nerd in to read about the mouse…he loved it!

Comment by Barbara-Kay 10.08.10 @ 6:28 am

So sweet!!

Comment by twinsetjan 10.08.10 @ 7:09 am

Ha! That’s great. My guy says he dreams about coding when he’s working on tough problems, but I’ve never caught him trying to type in his sleep! And he tends to get too warm in the middle of the night and throw all the extra blankets on me which is totally okay. He does complain about me being freezing cold, but he snuggles up when he does it. We have a running joke that goes- ‘Why do women put up with men?’ Answer: ‘They’re exothermic.’

Comment by RobinH 10.08.10 @ 7:32 am

I can picture it!

Comment by Bev 10.08.10 @ 8:10 am

Luckily, my husband doesn’t want more than a sheet at night, no matter what. Me? I have a cotton blanket year ’round, and last night, I dragged out another thick, warm one too.

Comment by Channon 10.08.10 @ 8:42 am

One good turn — gets all the blankets.

Comment by Don Meyer 10.08.10 @ 9:18 am

Oscar LOVED the idea of your husband using his mouse and your arm to solve the problems :-}
He’s done quite a bit of programming in his life. I love my computer nerd :-}

Comment by Diana Troldahl 10.08.10 @ 7:16 pm

FirstHubby was a left-handed accountant who had taught himself to run the 10-key (remember those?) with his right hand. One tax season, I woke up to find him running 10-key on my stomach in his sleep.

Comment by Lynn 10.09.10 @ 6:34 am

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