It has been a while since we’ve talked so I thought I’d catch you up.
We have had a pretty busy year but then that has been the case for the last few years, huh? The kids enjoyed Christmas and, of course, got way too many toys.
James visited us over New Year’s. You could have warned me that being so far from your brother sucks this bad. He and the kids hit it off pretty well though and, just wow. I’m not sure I can describe how it is to finally introduce your kids to their Uncle.
Speaking of James: He, his buddies, and Jeff got the house cleaned out alright. Apparently the new tenant was not happy with the condition of the carpet even after James shampooed it three times, but that doesn’t surprise me. I always thought you should just rip it up.
I made off with some of your photos and jewelry on my trip up there last year. Of course you know a lot of it isn’t my style, but I think I will wear some of your earrings today anyway.
Jamie is taking ballet now. Yes, I can hear your amused snort from here. Go ahead, you just laugh. I know you would be overwhelmed by her cuteness, despite all the pink.
Cian has become quite fond of cooking. His pot-stirring arm is mighty. I’ll let you know if he manages to top your spaghetti sauce.
Oh, guess what! I’ve been knitting, and quite a lot. Mostly socks so far. I’ve been really itching to try a lace shawl, and probably will sometime soon. My problem though is that I’m not really the shawl-wearing type. I’ve found about a dozen shawls I’d love to make for you, though. Red, of course. You know, lately I find I often gravitate towards red. I mean I’ve always liked it, but not more than say, green. I figure you have your hand in my sudden affinity for the hue.
Yes Mom, I’m still writing some, however half-assedly it is. I’m sure it will get better when I have more time to focus. Yesterday I wrote out the timeline of your life. There are too many holes. Too much I don’t know. I think that is one of the things that bugs me the most.
Happy Birthday. I miss you.
Rosemary