New names and a revelation (I'm boringgggggg)

Windy Hill Knits......
After two years, I thought I'd start anew with the name we've claimed for our homestead. It's a fitting name, Windy Hill. Sometimes we love our breeze, say in the summer, when it's 110 degrees and we think we might melt. Other times, we hate it, say in the winter, when it's 10 degrees and our nostrils freeze. Oh, our house. The wind has ripped off so much siding, it's pathetic. (Hate the wind then.) We have a leaky window, and no matter how much caulk we fill it with, still seams to leak like a sieve when the rain (what rain? we're in the middle of a hideous drought!) blows off the porch roof, inbetween the siding and the window and down into our living room. The roof line is starting to look a bit bowed. We've talked about adding on, moving the front door location, remodeling the kitchen and bath and switching their locations. None of it will happen. Most likely. I'm not expecting it anyway.
Last summer, I started working as the assistant secretary at the high school. Our high school. It was weird at first, since some teachers from our time are still there. But, I like it. I feel as though I might be making, not a difference or an impression, nothing that lofty, but a positive spot in all those kids lives. Hopefully. We've made some changes to the office. It looks great in there, with new paint and a furniture move. It was time. It's looked the same for about 25 years atleast. I've liked the time off this summer. Being on the same basic schedule as my kids has been wonderful! And two months in the summer has been a dream. Going back on the 8th. It's gone by too fast. Haven't done anything fun this summer. Thought we'd have a mini-vacation at least, but we had to fix the AC and the sump pump needed a new motor. And the Yukon needs new tires. The list is endless. We're going to try to go to Wildlife Prairie Park in Peoria next weekend. My last weekend.

I don't know how suited to blogging my mind really is. I never really kept a diary or anything as a kid. And there's always a little person asking me about something or talking incessantly about a particular topic.

I've been knitting a lot. Can't remember the last time I picked up a crochet hook. easier to find patterns I guess. I hope I can get this cabled sweater done in time. It's a beautiful dark red wool, and I don't wear red nearly as much as I should. My coloring is suited to red, but my personality is not. We'll see how it looks when I'm done.

I guess that's all for now.