No time to waste since, as of this writing, it's almost April. Here's the rundown for February, starting with:
Baking . . . up a storm for the Great British Bakeoff finale. You know I always have to mention this when it happens because Mike, James, and Kathy always manage to pull off such amazing bakes from the season (and I always contribute a token salad to balance the palette). We are actually a season behind the rest of the world because we always watch it at a nice, leisurely pace (so this was the finale of Season 14). It was a night full of deliciousness. It's always so fun to see some of the mouth-watering bakes we've dreamed of tasting while watching the show come to life in our very own kitchen. We had more good food with the Gardners later in the month when we went to their house for James' birthday and some French-inspired cuisine. It's so fun having foodie friends.
Blowing . . . down the fence. The wind, that is. Mike had to go to California for a work conference, and while he was there, we had some very strong winds. I kept getting calls from my neighbor across the street: "Part of your fence blew down." "I'm so sorry, but more of your fence came down." I knew as soon as Mike was home, he would have it fixed up lickety split, but in the meantime, I kept dragging fallen boards to the backyard as it became more and more exposed.
Pretending . . . it was still Christmas. When we were in Arizona in January, Alicia showed me the amazing needle-felted art made by a friend of hers. I fell in love with the sweetest sculpture of Joseph, Mary, and the Baby Jesus, so I asked this woman if she could make one for me. It was a bit of an impulsive purchase, so when it arrived in the mail, I was a little hesitant to open it. I was worried maybe I had made it out to be better in my head than what it actually was, but it turned out to be even better. I loved it so much, and I was so sad that it was February, and December was such a long way off. So I decided I didn't care about being in the wrong season, and I proudly displayed it on the mantle throughout the month. I loved looking at it and admiring the craftsmanship, and it will be such a joy to bring it out again at the end of the year.
Impressing . . . an audience with his magical abilities. Clark was hired by one of Mike's coworkers to give a magic show at his four-year-old son's birthday party. This was a dream come true for Clark. He has been learning magic tricks for a couple of years and loves being in front of a crowd. It was a cute show with a variety of tricks. He said it probably would have been slightly better if the audience had been slightly older, but he was still able to hold the attention of most of the kids. He's available for hire if you need a magician!
Searching . . . for my mittens on a winter hike. My favorite pair of mittens still haven't turned up, so Mike and I went back to the place where I last remember wearing them: a trail in Millcreek Canyon. The probably was, there was a lot of snow, so even if the mittens were somewhere along that trail, it would have been pretty much impossible to find them. We gave it our best effort though--brushing off large rocks, keeping our eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary, looking at every fence or sign where another hiker maybe put them--but no luck. Maybe we'll try again once the snow is gone. The hike was very pretty though, and we even had some new snow softly falling.
Attending . . . Sweetheart's. It was a cold and wintry day for this high school dance. Aaron went with Jillian. His group went to the aquarium, took pictures in the pelting snow, went out for dinner, made an appearance at the dance, and hung out at one of the girls' houses afterwards.
Eating . . . dinner at Mike's parents' and playing crokinole. Mike's parents got each of the families one of these game boards for Christmas, but they were backordered. Mike and I learned how to play crokinole many years ago when we were first married from an older couple in our neighborhood. The boys had never played before and were instant fans.
Reenacting . . . a historical scene. Clark and his friend, Jude, created a skit for a school history project about the Candy Bomber (i.e., Uncle Wiggly Wings; i.e. Gail Halvorsen). Clark played the candy bomber, and Jude played a variety of other characters. They performed their skit for National History Day, and they did such a good job working the key events and dialogue into just a few short minutes. They did this project entirely on their own, and I was impressed with the end result.
Hosting . . . knit night. My knitting group came over to my house this month, and it was delightful. Almost everyone was there, so it was a full house and a full dinner table, and it was just the best. We knitted and shared finished projects and ate yummy food and chatted for hours. So grateful for this inspiring group of women.
Changing . . . plans at the last minute. We were planning to go to Bryce Canyon over the long President's Day weekend for a winter festival. But the night before we were supposed to leave, we looked at the weather along our driving route, and it just looked too sketchy and unpredictable with the potential for a lot of snow. So we made the decision to stay home instead. Some of our friends still went, and the roads were actually fine for them, but we couldn't know that in the moment. And to be honest, we all quite enjoyed just being lazy at home.
Celebrating . . . Valentine's Day. Because we didn't go to Bryce Canyon, we were able to go back to our old tradition of a Valentine's breakfast and new books for everyone. It was so fun having this slow, festive morning together. That night, Mike invited two of his sisters over along with their husbands, and he made the most amazing food: butternut squash soup, brussels sprouts, pork loin, sour dough bread, and his sister brought a yummy chocolate cake for dessert. This was so much better than trying to get a dinner reservation somewhere on Valentine's night.
Watching . . . the penguins at the aquarium. That same long weekend, we took Clark, Ian, and Silas to the aquarium. (The older boys opted to stay home instead.) Highlights were the penguins, otters, sharks, and a giant anaconda. Afterwards we went to In-n-Out for lunch and told the big boys they could go out somewhere as well. They went to Cup Bop and the three of them spent twice as much as the five of us.
Sledding . . . in Neff's Canyon. We got some new snow over President's Day, so Mike took the three younger boys sledding. I was being a cold wimp and parked myself in front of my space heater instead, but they had a blast (until Ian landed face first in the snow at the very end).
Buying . . . ice cream. My brother's family sent some money in a birthday card to Silas. He was thrilled to have his own money and spent it on his favorite thing in the whole world.
Immersing . . . myself in all things Anne of Green Gables. Mike and I have a vacation planned to Prince Edward Island with the Gardners later this year. In preparation and anticipation, I have been re-reading the books, and I asked Mike and the Gardners if they would read the first three as well. They have been very agreeable participants, and it has been so fun sharing scenes and quotes we liked and coming up with an itinerary inspired by Anne. I also rewatched the 1985 series, and I've been planning out an Anne-inspired outfit I hope to make myself. (So far, there's been a lot of planning and not a lot of knitting or sewing.) The anticipation itself has been so fun and reminds me of this quote from Anne: "Oh, Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them."
Discovering . . . new music. Mike's brother, Jon, visited for the weekend with his wife and oldest son so that they could go to a David Gray concert. Mike wasn't familiar with David Gray's music, but he wanted to spend more time with Jon and fam, and it sounded like fun to go to the concert, so he crashed their party and tagged along and enjoyed it very much.
Cruising . . . through a pair of socks. I knitted Max a pair of socks last year for his birthday. He has worn them a lot (he prefers wool socks in general, so it's not that much of a leap to have them be hand knit instead). I decided he was overdue for another pair. I ordered yarn from my friend Emily (Yarnbrary) in her Sanderson colorway, which Max picked out himself because he loves Brandon Sanderson. I had about two weeks before his birthday, but I finished them in only a week, which was record time for me. Besides his socks, I finished a pair of socks for myself and also a sweater. Both were made with yarns I purchased from the Sewrella Gilmore Girls collection (Where You Lead and Stars Hollow). I finished both projects on the same Tuesday when my sister happened to come over to watch Gilmore Girls with me, which felt like such a full circle moment. I also whipped up a cute little crocheted heart garland on a Saturday afternoon. And I sewed a pleated wool skirt, which I'm pretty proud of. It was a bumper month for completed projects, that's for sure.
Guessing . . . our spring break destination. We get to go somewhere fun in April, and we told our kids by pulling out a world map and having them all make a guess. One of them was correct, and thankfully it wasn't Silas, who guessed Siberia.
Listening . . . to the Telepathy Tapes. My friend, Sarah, alerted me to this podcast, and then a couple of weeks later, my dad also mentioned it. I decided to give it a try, and I was promptly hooked. If you interact with me on a regular basis, then I have almost certainly mentioned it to you (to the point that Mike became quite tired of hearing about it and has still not listened to it). It is a docu-series about non-verbal people with autism who have telepathic abilities. It is eye-opening and inspiring and, to be honest, a bit unbelievable. I tend to be a fairly skeptical person, so I appreciated that everything about this podcast was approached from a scientific angle: interviewing doctors and researchers, performing tests, documenting results. It made me feel grounded as I heard these amazing stories. The host of the podcast is not religious and did not enter this subject looking for spirituality. But the spiritual is inseparably linked to the temporal in a really beautiful way that cannot be overlooked, and I found it really inspiring. Sarah and two other friends listened to it, and then we all got together for lunch one day to discuss. Highly recommend (both the listening and the discussing with friends).
Receiving . . . some much needed snow. Finally. It has been a fairly dry winter, but this storm helped, as well as, spoiler alert, some more storms the next month. Everything looked so pretty the morning after.
Losing . . . my voice. I came down with a nasty virus partway through the month that obliterated my voice. For five days, I couldn't produce any sound except a whisper. This was almost more difficult mentally than physically. To not be able to speak brought on some depression. I had to cancel things, and I couldn't communicate with my kids without being right in front of them and making eye contact. I tried to teach some piano lessons just by writing on a piece of paper, and that was so difficult and frustrating. Besides the lost voice, the illness itself was bad, progressing through many different symptoms for a full month. So take this as a little foreshadowing for March's update where the saga continues . . .
Performing . . . in a recital. Ian played Hedwig's Theme at his teacher's recital. It was one of those magical performances where he played better than he ever had before, and he was so pleased. I know I've already mentioned his teacher before, but it feels like such a miracle and a gift that Ian got a spot in her studio. She is such a good fit for him--just the right combination of enthusiastic positivity and constructive feedback and help. It was so fun to listen to all the other performers that night as well and see the kind of amazing artistry and musicianship that practicing and time can bring about. (In other violin news, I bought myself a very inexpensive (and very cheap) violin. I'm not taking lessons myself, but I'm learning a lot just by helping Ian, so I figured I might as well play a little. What I have found is, Ian makes this look easy, but it's actually so difficult!)
Closing the book for another month!