Saturday October 04th 2014, 10:02 pm
Filed under: Crohn's flare,Family,Food,Friends,Knitting a Gift

So, today.

My oldest got hit by a taxi. She assures us no serious injuries, but yow. I’m grateful it wasn’t worse–while fighting my mama bear instinct to want to scream at the guy, What did you think you were DOING!!!

Ahem. And. At noon, Michelle showed up bearing hot chocolate from the shop where we’ve been meeting up with her and her cousin many a Saturday morning, wanting to make sure that, flu or no, we didn’t miss out. I couldn’t drink much but what I did was great and the rest is in the fridge in happy anticipation.

And. The doorbell rang, 5ish. A friend from church bearing dinner, and she had absolutely no way to know I’d been craving pasta and cheese and Italian sausage and a good substantial sauce all day. No way. I hadn’t even said it to Richard. And yet–there it was in her hands: a very good ravioli, lots of sauce that appeared to be homemade (I very much want the recipe) and with a lot of Italian sausage in it, and I could not have imagined up better than what we were offered. Susan! We both had seconds, and for me this week that’s really saying something. Happy us, there were leftovers.

Carrot cupcakes, cut-up watermelon, multi-seed-and-grain bread (that last would have to be for Richard.) She took the time to make that and bring that while arranging her 98-year-old mother’s funeral and affairs and I’m just kind of blown away.


I knitted. Not a lot, two 45-minute segments where I was going v e r y slowly but making noticeable progress on the interminable purple cousin scarf. (Yes it’s still going on.)

Because today was the first of two days of the General Conference of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, two two-hour sessions two hours apart and tomorrow likewise at 9 and 1 our time, and knitting during Conference has always just been a given, and Conference projects always have their own bit of meaning (even if that meaning more than once has been, while I was doing it, finally something that sat me down in my seat long enough to finish this!)

I listen and get my priorities back in gear and feel spiritually charged up while at the same time, and peripherally to it all, create things to make someone out there happy. ‘Oh, I made this one during Conference’ makes it a happy thing indeed.

I think Sunday afternoon we shall have a purple scarf at last and the beginnings of the hat to match. See? That’s the other thing Conference offers: an abiding sense of hope again.

I even started to forgive the taxi driver. I still hope he got caught, if only so he won’t repeat the errors of his ways.

Uh, yeah, so, I’m still working on that one. Good thing there will be more knitting time  spent listening to wise and loving older people telling their stories and of their trusting God’s love come Sunday.

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Sorry about your oldest being hit by a taxi.

But that is lovely about the hot chocolate and the dinner.

I’ll be hoping to see a picture of the purple scarf at the appropriate time.

Comment by RobinM 10.05.14 @ 8:25 am

glad your eldest is okay — and indeed, I hope the taxi driver was frightened enough to learn a lesson

good to hear you are knitting again — I do know the joy of seeing something being created under my hands and I know you do too

Comment by Bev 10.05.14 @ 9:26 am

For whatever reason, Dad’s comment didn’t go through. This is what he wrote:

I hope you meant Sam’s car got it, not Sam as a pedestrian.
We’re glad you’re improving.

Actually, she was a pedestrian, I’m afraid.

Comment by AlisonH 10.05.14 @ 11:51 am

Poor Sam! I hope she is well.

Apropos of General Conference, my sister-in-law said “Every time the Utah Mormons get called out, I feel embarrassed on their behalf… and it makes me just a tiny bit happy..” I feel like that’s maybe not the sentiment Conference is, um, expected to elicit.

Comment by Lanafactrix 10.05.14 @ 2:12 pm

Oh no! I do so hope Sam is not too hurt and no complications. And I hope the driver is cooperating and remorseful. And hot chocolate delivery by Michelle sounds perfect.

Comment by DebbieR 10.05.14 @ 3:58 pm

Conference knitting is a given, except when I have been able to be there in person.

Comment by Sherry in Idaho 10.05.14 @ 5:13 pm

What a frightening thing… and you can’t even rush over and check on her! (Of course, even if she was across town, you couldn’t right now…) I’m glad you’re feeling better though.

Comment by Channon 10.05.14 @ 6:52 pm

Please let Sam know she’s in my prayers – or maybe it’s enough you know she is.

I’m glad you were so blessed with that food and that you were feeling good enough to enjoy it.

Onward and upward – slow and steady.

Comment by Suzanne from Montreal 10.05.14 @ 7:09 pm

Oh, I can only imagine what you felt when you heard, which I hope was from Sam herself so you had proof even as she was saying it that she was substantially OK. I hope nothing lingers. And that she rests sufficiently to let things heal. Given that she is her mother’s daughter, I have every reason to worry that she won’t rest long enough. 🙂

On that note, hearing you say you had seconds is just what I wanted to hear, for sure!

Comment by twinsetellen 10.05.14 @ 7:32 pm

I’ve been wondering how Sam was doing, as she said on her blog that she caught something . . . . Being hit by a taxi was not what she needed.

Comment by LauraN 10.05.14 @ 8:46 pm

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