A few months ago we found out my father has cancer. It was pretty scary, for me, especially given that he is the only parent I have left because my mother died of cancer almost ten years ago. He has since had surgery to remove it and all looks good, but he is having eight rounds of chemo. He just completed round three. He goes every other week.
With all that was going on, I have been thinking a lot about my Dad lately. The other day I was grocery shopping and I saw these hot dogs and could not believe they were real. When I was a little girl my father used to sing the Armour Hot Dogs song, among others, during long car rides. For some reason I still, to this day, have the lyrics memorized. But I always had just thought it was some crazy song my Dad made up or changed the words to, until I saw the hot dogs in the store last week.
So then today I was curious, if the hot dogs are real, were the lyrics real? So I YouTubed it and found the original commercial!! I love it, although I realize these days some might find if offensive. I am not one of those people, I think it’s great.
Hot dogs, Armour Hot Dogs. What kind of kids eat Armour Hot Dogs? Fat kids, skinny kids, kids who climb on rocks, tough kids, sissy kids, even kids with chicken pox love hot dogs! Armour hot dogs. The dogs kids love to bite.
Anyway, so I am knitting my Dad a hat. He asked me to. I have decided to go with a gray hat with blue stripes. I could make it neon pink and yellow and he would wear it just so he could tell people his daughter made it for him. Seriously. Knit with love. Because he is losing his hair due to the chemo treatments.
I’m posting this from the WordPress app on my phone, so if things look a little wonky, I apologize.
If you follow me on Instagram then you already know I’ve knit the sweater to the desired length. Here is a very poorly lit cell phone picture:
Since I took that last night, I’ve finished the ribbing and bound off. I’ve also picked up and started knitting one of the sleeves.
The pattern calls for dpns, so I did that. Then I figured oh this might be faster and easier with magic loop, so I switched over to a long circular but after two rows found that it wasn’t as fast for me, so then I ended up switching back to dpns.
I feel as though these sleeves are going to take forever. Maybe not. I don’t know.
In unrelated news, my vehicle had two recalls and one of them was with the horn wiring/air bag wiring, so for weeks I had to stop using my horn!! Well the recalls were fixed yesterday and I can use my horn again, which I do need here since nobody knows how to drive!
Yes. It is true what they say, Massachusetts is full of bad drivers, present company excluded, of course. I’m not sure I can be called a “Massachusetts driver”, since I got my first license in New Hampshire. And I can tell you, the vast majority of New Hampshire drivers are courteous drivers.
Not that I’m knocking Massachusetts, I’m not. I love it here, this is where I was born and raised and this will always be my home.
That you have to work 40 hours a week, which seriously cuts back on your knitting, sewing, quilting and general creative time?
That if you don’t know how to steek (which I do not, is that even the right word!!??), you have to purl and purl and purlif you want an open front knit sweater?
When you get home from work and all you wanna do is knit, but your husband has this crazy idea you should spend time together… so you can’t knit. (I love you babe. No really, I do. xoxo)
That other people can knit without looking at their work, and you can’t read and knit, or watch tv and knit, because you have to watch what you’re doing on your needles? Am I the only one? I can’t be the only one…
That someone else has your name? Ha.
Just some thoughts I think on a regular basis. I will leave you with this masterpiece.