So today is going to be cold but no precipitation.

That is fine with me, I was sick right before the ice storm. Then I was stuck in the house for four days because of the ice storm.

Then I had work and taking my youngest to work. Then last night my middle son took my car to his work because he thought he had a flat.

Today though I am going to get out and about because I am so tired of being in my house.

That will be later.

Now I am writing this, then I am going to work on my middle son’s cardigan. After I make one for him I am going to make one for myself and then one for my youngest and then one for my oldest.

I feel like Oprah. “You get a cardigan, and you get a cardigan.”

Which reminds me of a story.

When I worked for the city I used to take my knitting to work. People would come by and they would oooh and aaaah over what I was making. Then they would ask me to make them something and get offended when I would say they had to pay for it, because I didn’t make things for other people for free.

Then, one night, a woman came by and saw me knitting and asked me about what I was making and I told her it was a hat for my son and she flipped out.

“You don’t donate them?” she asked me and I said “no, I make things for my family.”

“You need to donate them,” she kept yelling. When I say yelling I mean yelling.

“There are people less fortunate than you, they don’t have jobs and they need something warm to wear and you are just keeping things you make for your family.”

When she said family the last time she made air quotes with her fingers like I was making up that I had a family.

“I make things for my children, if I ever have anything extra or something my children don’t want, then I will donate. Until then I will continue making things for my family.”

She kept yelling, “so you are ok with people just being outside freezing? I can’t believe you won’t donate the things you make.”

So I said,

“You seem to be very passionate about this and that is admirable of you, is there something you want me to make? I can’t do it for free but if you donate to me the yarn I can make it and then you can donate the item.”

She stepped back, gufawed and said, “I can’t help someone who doesn’t have a servants heart.” Then she walked away.

I need to add here, I didn’t know this lady. She was a complete stranger to me. She must have worked in one of the secure offices because you had to have a badge to scan to be where I was at the time, but I had never seen her.

I knew nothing about this lady and she knew nothing about me.

Any way that is all for me today.

Enjoy Saturday.