I Can't Eat Friday or Miter Miter Sticks on Fire

Spring has sprung here in Florida too! Not really, it's been spring here since forever. I don't even know what the botanical name is for this flower. I only know it's called a Devil's Horn. I can grow them but not name them. This one was given to me by my MIL about 3 years ago. It was dying. It died. Or so I thought.

It "hibernates" for weeks, sometimes months, then out of the dirt sprouts this tiny bit of a plant. Its root is really a bulb that keeps coming back. Very cool.

An ax fell gently at work today. Every employee was gathered and given the news together. I couldn't help but look around the room and study the many faces I have become so familiar with these past years. I wanted to cry. I didn't though, not a good display of emotion in this particular situation. I started thinking how much I was going to miss so many of these people. I have a tightness in my chest and am on the verge of tears. My family has that be nice to mommy or she'll melt look. What's going to happen to the morning routine? I have 2 kids to safely deliver to 2 schools. Then I realize worse things can happen in life. So, I look to the knit side of things. Also, a concert doesn't hurt.

B and I are going to see The Flaming Lips tomorrow! I know this will cheer me up.

Then I started to think how much I like to eat. I'm not a big eater by any means any more, but I've been known to scarf down 3 donuts with my coffee once in a blue moon.
But in times like these, when most folks say they are more prone to eat more than usual, I can not. This is not good for me, but I can't help it. We are being treated very generously, but this also brings a major life change along with emotional ties that must be broken. I must find something that will cheer me up and keep me cheerful, because I can't stand to be around myself when I feel down. No. Good.

So, I was reading blogs to catch up on the latest and realized that there is much Mitering going on. It all started when The Mothers of Miter let loose their creativity on us, thus encouraging many Miters to be born. Or should I say worn? Cara has been knitting a blanket of many many colors and I so enjoy watching it grow and change. It reminds me of how I enjoyed watching her log cabin grow too. I was fascinated by it. I wanted to get excited about a project that would just make me happy to work on no matter how large or small it would be.

Then I read Wendy's blog and she too, is Mitering away at a project I'm also intrigued by. The thing I noticed in reading these blogs is, how much fun they seem to be having with these projects. I need to find a project that makes me feel happy.

I can't remember where I saw more Miters, but I did.

And thanks to power of positive blogging, I landed a project albeit small, that makes me grin! It isn't a miter, but I do have yarn in the stash slated for some.
I must be sure to remove the dime from the Devil's Horn, I may just need it. What were we told? Oh yes, knit on.