I tidied just enough to get by. The mirror, for instance, still has spots. So no nice house pics. If you want to see a mess, go visit Margene. Or you could check this post that shows my mom’s stashaster.
Blocking are the Sirdar Aran sweater for Kevin’s nephew/godson. I knit it with Sirdar Denim Aran. While I typically like this yarn…I didn’t love it as much in the this ecru color. I wonder if it has something to do with dyeing. I have misplaced the buttons. Yea, my bedroom is a mess! And the other sweater is from Debbie Bliss Special Knits. I used three skeins of Manos in Blush. This is going to friends of ours (alright–Kevin’s friend from college but I liked him). Am I not Kevin’s knitting b*tch, or what?
In my usual non-knitting content, tonight was meant to be Gracie’s production at Performing Arts Camp. Unfortunately, she will not be attending. One of the counselors (not hers but with whom she had a minor incident before (he threw her book)) called her a "retarded idiot". While that deserved no response, Gracie replied, "My brother has autism." And he said to her, "Yeah, right." I called the director after camp yesterday but I guess she hadn’t checked voicemail. Gracie and I spoke with her this morning and told her Gracie would not be returning. As a mother, she said she understood our point of view but as camp director she said Gracie leaving would have an effect on the 21 other kids and the performance itself. I basically told her he had to go or Gracie was going. She said she couldn’t fire him at this point.
Gracie and I went to a local restaurant for a cup of tea and discussed it all. Her heart was torn but I made the decision to not let her go. I don’t feel comfortable with this situation and I don’t trust this counselor. While the great likelihood is that nothing would happen–I can’t chance it. I told Grace (and me) I would make a lot of decisions in her life that she wouldn’t agree with or be happy about–in her best interest. Like perming her hair or cutting school with friends. I told her I preferred the easier decisions like hot dogs or chicken nuggets for dinner or Old Navy or Limited Too. The girls next door are moving today. Gracie is over there now helping to pack. As she won’t be at the performance, she will be there for final hugs. Although…she has been invited by their aunt to drive down to see them in Virginia on Sunday and go to Busch Gardens. It’ll be okay.