I have the best dh...

I'd like to start by saying thanks to the 3 people who commented on the last entry. I had no idea that anyone actually reads my ramblings. If I knew how to reply to the comments, I would :-)

Thanks for your expressions of support & good wishes for dh as he goes through his surgery. He's actually not having the surgery till 6/23, so right now everything is ok. He doesn't seem to feel any effects of his heart condition, which is why I guess they have to monitor him every 6 months--otherwise we'd never know there was something wrong. Last night he told me his condition is similar to what John Ritter had, except they didn't know he had the problem till it was too late.

I forgot to mention this about dh: HE KNITS!!

A few years ago, I knew I had struck gold: On one of our first dates he sat right down on the floor with me at Borders and we spent at least an hour, maybe two, looking at knitting books. He told me that he & his college roommate used to lock their door and knit "sweaters and things" and that they had learned from watching their Aunties knit. Then he just told me last week that he actually took a class to learn to knit while he was in college. [It was the '70's, they taught stuff like knitting (and how much you wanna bet macrame!) in college, apparently.] When I asked him what his girlfriend had to say about his knitting class, he told me that he'd never told her about it--they were together for YEARS!! His comment, "I couldn't tell her all my secrets!"

So, a couple of weeks ago, after dh had shown more interest than usual in my knitting, I asked him if he'd like to knit something. I suggested a bib for our little niece, Malia, and he was sold--he'd do anything for that little girl. So now, dh is knitting a little Mason-Dixon bib. He needs help every now and then when he messes up, and although he says that knitting is not relaxing, I beg to differ. Ok, it wasn't so relaxing when he was fighting with the splitty Cascade cotton I started him out with, but hey, I felt bad about giving him cheap Sugar 'n Cream for his first project. My mistake. After he threw the cone of Cascade across the room, I switched him to Sugar 'n Cream which is not splitty at all (and which would fly much farther, if needed), and we have a lovely "color blocked" effect. Tonight I figured out why he needs help with a big hole in his knitting every few rows. The fingers are still knitting, but the head is bobbing & weaving around and the eyes are shut. Instead of the arms just dropping down with the knitting, they keep going, just more slowly. How much more relaxed than that can a person get??