My knitting project is a pretty scarf for myself this winter. I have the most horrible time finding a winter coat. I’ve learned long ago that people in the Frozen Tundra collect coats. When I first moved here, I bought a really nice coat, but they just had a size medium. I’m an XS, so it looks pretty huge on me. It has served me very well, though, when I am largely pregnant or if I want to baby wear under the coat.
A few years ago, I was hoping to get something that actually fit. I found a really cute coat, that wasn’t as heavy as I wanted, but it was surprisingly cheap. That coat is falling apart in multiple places now. I purchased a heavy wool coat from Land’s End this year, and special ordered it in XS, petite. It’s still a bit big, but not crazy big. More like I can wear my biggest sweater underneath and still be comfortable. Since I’m headed towards a winter way below zero, I’m going to consider that a perk.
I’m also in a big stash busting mode. I’m trying hard not to purchase any more yarn until the stash is tamed. I made the Berit Hat, which I still need to photograph. There’s still a bit of embroidery left to do on that one. I am using all the rest of my pretty off white stash of Quince chickadee to make this Elena Cowl. My older kids have taken over so many of my old scarves and hats that I’m determined to make some that I won’t share right now. Silje is taking so many of my clothes and jackets now that we really just need a bit more.
For reading, I’m thoroughly enjoying Anything by Jennie Allen. I’ve never read anything by her before, but I know she’s involved in some big things. I got this book as a part of an online book club I joined. The first 400 people to sign up for the book club got the book free. I was one of the first 400, so that was pretty cool.
It feels weird reading this book because so much of what I am reading is so similar to what I’m currently writing in my journal and blog post ideas. At first I was like, “Is she inside my head?” Then I realized again that God is doing something big, and he’s pretty consistent. Sometimes the Holy Spirit tells a people something, and we all nod in agreement and say: yes, this is good.
So far I’m loving this book. I love how she talks about her desperate need for God, and how sometimes we are so sick of needing God. We want to just once pick our own selves up. Her prayer is one I’ve been struggling with for awhile. Do we really trust God with our lives? Are we willing to lay it all down for whatever his plan might be? There’s some great, good thoughts in here.