Pardon My French

The MIL, the sweaters and The Gambler

When my husband called his parents the other day to get their reactions to Sarkozy's "interview," my father-in-law said that my dear MIL was still knitting up a storm. Here is a photo of her first sweater and matching booties, made from Phildar's Super Baby yarn in a color whose name I can't remember. It's very, very soft and isn't too pink. I don't have the others yet, but apparently they're a-comin'. I am so grateful for my MIL and her sweaters as well as my own momma and her quilts.


In other news, still doing well. One of the questions I get asked a lot is if I'm having any strange cravings. The answer is both yes and no...I guess my diet is fairly well-balanced because I haven't had any food cravings for anything that could possibly be good for the baby. I've been having a recent love affair with dark chocolate ice cream, but I'm trying to be reasonable about it...my husband isn't too jealous (yet). The only cravings I can say I've really had have been more psychological in nature...what do I need to do/watch/see in order to feel calm and happy. It's strange, but I'll get a wild hair about certain random things.

The weirdest one so far involves Kenny Rogers singing "The Gambler." Don't ask me why, because really, I don't know. And I can't imagine how this would possibly involve some type of development on the baby's part...if you have a theory, please let me know because I'm having trouble with this one. Anyway, the idea popped in my head and just kept getting stronger. I even went to Carrefour to see if I could find a Kenny Rogers CD (yeah, right -- but I was so compelled to try). My husband, who has never heard a Kenny Rogers song (unless you count the Islands in the Stream duet between Graham Norton and Dolly Parton), had a little trouble understanding what I was even talking about. I did my best to sing the chorus for him in all earnestness, and bless his sweet heart, he managed to keep a straight face until I reached the "when you're SIT'N at the table" and he just lost it. I don't think I've seen him laugh that hard for a while.

So, anyway, thank God for YouTube, because I managed to dig up an old video of Kenny Rogers and The Gambler to satisfy the urge. I have to say that I wonder about Kenny sometimes, because at one point it looks like he forgets the lyrics, but I guess it happens to the best of people. If you, too, have never heard Kenny Rogers, well then, this is for you -- you have to wait a bit to get to the good part, but you'll know it when you hear it: