I am in sort of a knitting in between land. I have the darn sweater I am still trying to finish (just the sewing the pieces together) and this dress/tunic/shirt I want to make for Fiona. But honestly I am a bit nervous about starting it. It will be the hardest thing I have ever knitted and I tend to put off hard stuff. So instead of knitting the dress for Fiona, I chose to knit a doll blanket for Fiona's doll.
One of the books I got for myself was "The Mother Trip". I have bought this book at least three times. I read it, feel great and pass it on to someone in need. Well, I was needing it again. I just love how Ariel Gore writes, how she inspires me to be a more authentic person and to stop beating myself up so much for not being the "perfect mama" I fail to be. Oh, how I loved those days when Hipmama.com was the place to be for alternative parenting and how those women helped me accept myself and give me a virtual community of like minded people before I found a real community of mama friends.
I am reading the little boys "A Journey to Health Land". This is one goofy old book. I have had it for years, I can't even remember where I got it, maybe a friends of the library sale, or some old used book store, I don't know. It is a health book written in the 1920's. It is sort of told in story form... a bunch of sad, pale, kids who never go outside, and lack the pink cheeks follow a bugler to Health Land and learn all the things kids need to know about being healthy. Even how important a daily poo is. LOL They had a serious obsession with pooping back in the 20's.