Ok, the economy has finally hit us. Well, silly, I mean it is finally causing us to bleed. Welcome to the real world, eh?
It's Monday, and my daughter will be home from Nashville shortly from sending her boy off to Albuquerque for the summer. It will be quiet, but I'll miss him.
Mike and I built (ok, Mike built and I gave directions) a flower box around the railing of our front porch. We'll have salad every day through October starting next month. Whoohoo. Think I'll turn green?
This has been a wierd month. After Jacob's mom died, our nephew's cancer returned and everyone is worried. I'm looking at herbs to help, but I believe trying to treat cancer with herbs is irresponsible. I've agreed to help on the condition that his oncologist is in the loop. But, frankly, I don't know if nephew is on board. I think mom and uncle are searching for the magic wand, but I will certainly help where I can. As long as we are only complimenting his regimen, not replacing or suggesting this would be better. (and NOT doing anything that would compromise his best chance at recovery) I hope this is not crossing some line. We'll see. Then a great nephew started having seizures out of nowhere. I won't say it comes in threes, although that has been my experience, because I do not believe my nephew's problems are at the caliber of the other two. But, it has been a strange month.
The conference went well. Membership and attendance doubled. Everyone is happy. Enough of that.
My nails are brown, and I can't get them clean. I'm playing in the mud, which makes me happy. I want to put up one of my smaller looms and make myself another belt. I have one I wear all the time, but frankly it should probably not be worn for everyday stuff. So I want to make another. And some cuffs. And wraps for my hair. Like these things might make me look better. But I will like them, and it is time to bring the beads back out. Back be damned!
I wonder how my friend Liz is doing. She's making mini quilts, I saw, but worry about her job(s). Maybe she would have suggestions for the quilting the irish do, where they sew the stitching into patterns (vs stitch in the ditch or other like techniques) for a birthday present. I've got two more pair of drapes to make, but have trouble lifting them lined. Heavy stuff, and arthritis complains when I start pleating. Am thinking of smocked pleating, this time.
Let's see how the wind blows. For now, I'm thinking and playing in the mud.
Happy Monday!
Monday, May 18, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Vacation home in Florida?
Ok, like I don't have enough real estate to worry about. But, I've got grandkids in Florida and one just lost his Mommy. I would love to be able to spend time there and go back and forth. I enter all these contests, but never win. HGTVs Green Home Give-away would be awesome, but I'm not sure how to put the widget on the page. So I'm going to try and figure this out. It's possible I'll make a mess and will clean up what I can clean up. If I leave a bunch of junk lying around from failed links - I apologize. But, here goes.
http://cs83.clearspring.com/u/47a24125c1a09edf/4a0078bd7b266403
http://cs83.clearspring.com/u/47a24125c1a09edf/4a0078bd7b266403
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Happy Easter, everyone!
Good morning, everyone, and Happy Easter!
Jonny went out this morning and searched for eggs. He found 72 or 74. Something like that. Not all chicken eggs, as that is a LOT of egg salad. He couldn't find 7 of them. His mother had some ideas. He asked her how she could possibly know where the eggs were. She held her finger and her thumb close and said 'me and the Easter Bunny. We're like this'.
It's been awhile, so I apologize for the absence. It's been busy. This has been a kind of sad week. My son's roommates found another house, and he's really stressed. And our ex daughter in law died Tuesday. Not the same son. She had been fighting breast cancer, and we knew it wasn't going to last. But we thought she had 6 to 8 more months. She went to the doctor on Monday, he said she had 24 to 48 hours and she died within 12. It's been hard on her ex and her son. He's only 6, and is missing his mommy. Both the boys are having a hard time. I wish there was something I could do. I wanted to go down, right away, and Michael said 'no, let's wait'. Everyone is there, right now, and in a little while it's going to be harder for them. Then we go down. I feel guilty not dropping everything. But, I understand. And it gets harder for us to travel, so we're not really up to 2 trips back to back. They live about 15 hours away. So, I guess he's right but I feel awful that we're not there, right now. His mom is there, and all her family, so maybe so. I don't know, but Mike says that's what his gut is telling him. He stewed on it for awhile before he decided. He's feeling guilty, as well.
A good friend lost her job, this past week. A customer had a tantrum and pulled some strings (over a lousy $4 bucks for 4 pieces of wood). People.
But, it's Easter. A day of hope and renewal. Things will get better. But I wish I could reach over and give all three of these people who I love so much a big hug and some kind of smile.
Jonny went out this morning and searched for eggs. He found 72 or 74. Something like that. Not all chicken eggs, as that is a LOT of egg salad. He couldn't find 7 of them. His mother had some ideas. He asked her how she could possibly know where the eggs were. She held her finger and her thumb close and said 'me and the Easter Bunny. We're like this'.
It's been awhile, so I apologize for the absence. It's been busy. This has been a kind of sad week. My son's roommates found another house, and he's really stressed. And our ex daughter in law died Tuesday. Not the same son. She had been fighting breast cancer, and we knew it wasn't going to last. But we thought she had 6 to 8 more months. She went to the doctor on Monday, he said she had 24 to 48 hours and she died within 12. It's been hard on her ex and her son. He's only 6, and is missing his mommy. Both the boys are having a hard time. I wish there was something I could do. I wanted to go down, right away, and Michael said 'no, let's wait'. Everyone is there, right now, and in a little while it's going to be harder for them. Then we go down. I feel guilty not dropping everything. But, I understand. And it gets harder for us to travel, so we're not really up to 2 trips back to back. They live about 15 hours away. So, I guess he's right but I feel awful that we're not there, right now. His mom is there, and all her family, so maybe so. I don't know, but Mike says that's what his gut is telling him. He stewed on it for awhile before he decided. He's feeling guilty, as well.
A good friend lost her job, this past week. A customer had a tantrum and pulled some strings (over a lousy $4 bucks for 4 pieces of wood). People.
But, it's Easter. A day of hope and renewal. Things will get better. But I wish I could reach over and give all three of these people who I love so much a big hug and some kind of smile.
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