The Spice of Life
I’ve so often heard, “Family is the spice of life.” Or reading is, or even knitting. But I think spices are the real spice of life. No?
Birthdays Are Made Better By The Spice of Life!
Many of you know that Thaddeus’ birthday is Valentine’s Day. So we always have a dual celebration on February 14th.
After 3o-some-odd years together, we really don’t exchange gifts very often. It’s usually more like…”I’m going to by myself a new computer chair for my birthday.”
But a couple of weeks ago, Thaddeus was looking for marjoram in our spice drawer. We didn’t have any.
Despite the fact that we probably had spices in that drawer that were older than our relationship, we didn’t have any marjoram. As Thaddeus started cleaning out some of the older spices, he also started talking about spices he wished were in there.
For the first time in a long time, I finally came up with a thoughtful gift for his birthday. I ordered two custom boxes of spices from Penzeys. Not only are they well-known for their spices, but they’re also well-known as supportived of progressive causes.
Thaddeus was pleased. It was nice to have come up with a “thoughtful and appreciated birthday gift” after all these years.
Finished the sleeve. Also finished the button-band. Now I just need to finish the button-hole-band, the pocket edging and sew it all up. I have to admit, I am definitely in the final stages of knitting on this project.