Fade

First, a brief comment about Wednesday's post....  Several people commented on the naked guy peaking over the top of my Kindle.  Apparently, that's what happens when you're listening to music on Youtube while struggling to stay awake & realize that you never wrote the blog post that's supposed to go live early the next morning.  I quickly snapped a photo with my phone, loaded it to the blog, typed three words about what I was knitting and reading and called it a night.  In the process, I caught a shirtless Scott Stapp, from Creed in the background and didn't even notice it.  Sorry or you're welcome, depending on your point of view.

Now, on to today....

The word "fade" sure has gotten tossed around our household a lot lately.  It's been used mostly in the context of, "I think I'm dying and I'm fading fast."  And of course that thought got the Grateful Dead's Not Fade Away lyrics stuck in my head so I've been walking around singing coughing out "I wanna tell you how it's gonna be..... You know my love not fade away...."

And when I say I've been coughing out the lyrics, that's what I mean.  The flu morphed in to a wicked, wicked case of bronchitis.  The slightest movement sends me into a massive coughing attack and forget about trying to talk.  I just blink and start coughing.  After finding me curled up on the kitchen floor lightheaded and crying from sore stomach muscles, the spouse forced me to the doctor's.  The doctor announced I had bronchitis and that the only thing I could do for it was to take cough medicine at bedtime & use a humidifier.  Thanks doc.  WebMD had already told me that.  I'll admit though, it was nice to get a second opinion and know that I wasn't actually dying, no matter how it felt.  Or feels.

I am getting better though.  I made it out of the house yesterday.  I had to go to Target to get yet another bottle of cough syrup.  I'm on my fourth bottle and I think I may have made it onto some kind of official watch list at the drug store.  I'm sleeping well though.  I gotta say, the Robitussin + humidifier in the bedroom combo is providing me with about 12 hours of sleep each night.

Somehow, even with the lightheadedness, imminent death and 12 hours of sleep each night, I've gotten a bit of knitting done.  I haven't touched my Honeycomb sweater but, I finished the wedge scarf (which I haven't photographed.  Oops.) and somehow, magically, a Find Your Fade shawl has appeared on my needles.

Find Your Fade

I've been seeing this pattern everywhere and really liked it but I was determined not to knit one.  I'm stubborn and generally refuse to knit the popular thing that everyone else is knitting.  But Find Your Fade got the best of me and I couldn't resist.

I'm knitting my Find Your Fade with stashed Hawthorne fingering weight from Knit Picks.  Specifically, the colors are St. John, Laurelhurst, Rose City, Vancouver and Poseidon and Serpent, both kettle dyed.  I've used Hawthorne in lots of different projects and love the yarn so when ever Knit Picks has the boxed sets on sale, I grab some.

And of course, while I knit Find Your Fade, I'm singing coughing My love is bigger than a cadillac....


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