Thank you all for your encouragement about getting out and going to the Stitch and Bitch.
"But Lori," you all collectively ask, "doesn't it start at 7pm? And you are posting at 6:40pm? What's up?"
I'll tell you. But first, I didn't chicken out. Really. I didn't. I just couldn't go.
Reason #1: I had a migraine all day, and at the moment the lights in my apartment are banging angrily against my eyes. After a long (LONG) somewhat stressful day made longer and more stressful by the pounding in my head, I just couldn't do it.
Reason #2: I thought I would be okay today, but as it turns out, I'm not as okay as I thought I would be. Three years ago today we lost my dad to ALS. (Heather: this is what I was talking about in the email). Even though it has been three years, the memories from that day are too hard.
I've avoided the news all day today, just in case they mentioned the shuttle disaster, which was happening as we sat in Dad's room in the hospital. I had taken a break and gone next door into the TV room and sat watching the coverage, not really taking it in at all.
I wrote about Dad here, on his birthday. I can't bring myself to read it today, but I will re-read it this week, and remember and be happy for the blessing I had in my Dad.
For now though I plan to knit. Maybe watch a little hockey if my eyes stop screaming for a while. And again, Heather, I'm sorry I bailed. (Morgan too. I wanted to meet you also!)