Sigh, the big day has come and gone. I am back home safe and sound with lots if new memories. Lots happy, some sad and now I am wrestling with that sinking feeling that its work tomorrow and reality will come back with a horrible thump. Blah
Tater Tot made our Christmas. Wrapping paper flew, little squeals and giggles and pronouncements of "WOW" made it all the better. The Wee Girl arrived later on and dazzled us with sweet smiles and baby squeaks. Little ones do make the holiday.
Its so nice to be with family at Christmas, and I am ever and always grateful to the Carpenter and Busy that they include me in the festivities. My heart was also with the Historian's family, their Christmas' will never be the same again. He is gone and things have changed. Firsts are so hard.
I will post again later and maybe share a photo or two of the holidays. Right now I am tired, a little hungry and a little sad that the fun is over. I am back on my own and work will not wait. Sigh.
I hope everyone had as wonderful a Christmas as they possibly could.
Toodles,
Linda
Monday, 28 December 2015
Thursday, 17 December 2015
Today I Cry
Tears are running down my cheeks and my heart is hurting. I have just finished reading the obituary for my beloved oldest brother. No fair, its too soon, it should not have happened. I cannot believe that he is gone. Its just does not seem right.
We have no say in these things, we do not get to decide and as much as I hate it sometimes I have come to believe that things in life happen as they are supposed to and there is a reason for it. This does not mean I don't take some time to rage at the situation. I do, I hate the fact that so many people who were dear to me are gone but I also try to accept and move on. Nothing to be gained by being bitter, just be thankful you had them for the time that you did.
I will miss him terribly. Another much loved member of my family gone but I want to celebrate the fact that I got to have my good brother for the time that I did. There is a poem in his obituary that encourages those who are left to mourn his passing, to not be bitter and sad but celebrate him and be glad he was a part of our lives. Its lovely.
You can shed tears that he is gone,
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all he's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him only that he is gone,
or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
or you can do what he'd want:
Smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
-David Harkins
There is 13 years difference in our ages, the Historian and I. He graduated from high school in June and I started to grade one the same year. We really did not grow up together but he was always an important piece of my life.
I will miss our weekly phone calls. I will miss hearing the pride in his voice as he passed on stories about his grandchildren. One very fond memory of him is watching him do a happy shuffle dance in my dining room the day he found out he was going to be a Grandpa for the first time. I will miss hearing the family history discoveries and I will even miss the "I got no news but just wanted to touch base". I resent the deafness that stole the last few conversations we may have had but I treasure the text messages that took their place.
He was a good man, loving and supportive to his family and friends. crusty and stubborn at times but that is a family trait. On the whole one of the better ones. He was a good brother to me. Always concerned that I was ok. He showed this in a hundred little ways and I loved him for it. Making sure I called when I got home from a visit with him. Reprimanding me when I failed to text frequently enough while on holiday out of the province or out of the country. So many other little ways, I could never name them all. He gave me my first Barbie doll and my first nephew and niece. Now he is gone and all these memories are all the more precious.
He will be missed but oh I am all the richer for having him in my life.
Love much Big Bro!!
Sis
We have no say in these things, we do not get to decide and as much as I hate it sometimes I have come to believe that things in life happen as they are supposed to and there is a reason for it. This does not mean I don't take some time to rage at the situation. I do, I hate the fact that so many people who were dear to me are gone but I also try to accept and move on. Nothing to be gained by being bitter, just be thankful you had them for the time that you did.
The Historian and me
I will miss him terribly. Another much loved member of my family gone but I want to celebrate the fact that I got to have my good brother for the time that I did. There is a poem in his obituary that encourages those who are left to mourn his passing, to not be bitter and sad but celebrate him and be glad he was a part of our lives. Its lovely.
You can shed tears that he is gone,
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all he's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him only that he is gone,
or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
or you can do what he'd want:
Smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
-David Harkins
There is 13 years difference in our ages, the Historian and I. He graduated from high school in June and I started to grade one the same year. We really did not grow up together but he was always an important piece of my life.
The Historian off to his grad ,
I got to stay home with the Carpenter and Grandma.
He was a good man, loving and supportive to his family and friends. crusty and stubborn at times but that is a family trait. On the whole one of the better ones. He was a good brother to me. Always concerned that I was ok. He showed this in a hundred little ways and I loved him for it. Making sure I called when I got home from a visit with him. Reprimanding me when I failed to text frequently enough while on holiday out of the province or out of the country. So many other little ways, I could never name them all. He gave me my first Barbie doll and my first nephew and niece. Now he is gone and all these memories are all the more precious.
The Carpenter, the Historian and Me.
Now we are two.
Love much Big Bro!!
Sis
Monday, 7 December 2015
Christmas Time's A Comin"
So I have the house looking rather festive, Santa's are parading up and down the stairs, snowmen have popped up all over and there is a cute little village, newly sprung up on the buffet.
I still have one more piece to complete the nativity. It may wait until next year when there is more cash for such things. This year, not so much.
I will share more pictures when I am finished with the decorating.
The trees came out of the basement and will get decorated tomorrow, as will the veranda. I am only doing two trees this year, and all the Santas did not get out this year. I don't always put everything out every year. I also plan to do a purge on the Christmas decorations this year, when I put stuff away. I will have more time then. The dining room tree is on the dining room table. I have a feeling that Lucy and Desi will find a tree just a big toy and I am not home all day. On the table it stands a better chance of survival. I will not need the table for meals over the Christmas season.
I miss the big family Christmas's we used to have, aunts, uncles. grandparents. Times change and those things don't happen anymore. I get a little nostalgic at this time of year. I miss the smell of my Mom's kitchen as she prepared for the big day. I miss smells, sights and feelings of my childhood. Cold linoleum floors, real Christmas trees, tons of silver tinsel and nuts in the shell. Christmas specials on tv with Andy Williams, Dean Martin and Perry Como. The local general store staying open one night late and getting to go with Mom. So different and decadent. Going to the big city to see the store window displays. So many warm and wonderful memories. School Christmas concerts and the agony of waiting for Santa.
Its different now, It will be a joy to watch the littles at Christmas time. New memories and new rituals to make and enjoy. With two new little ones in the family the whole thing will change. They will bring new life to the event. I am happy beyond measure that I am getting to be a part of it. To watch them and be there as they experience Christmas.
So I am making lists and cookie dough. Decorating, crafting and soon wrapping presents. Even though for the last two days I have felt that everything I touched I screwed up. So frustrating! I pitched a temper tantrum which accomplished and changed nothing, so I am forging on. This black cloud of bad luck will take itself off somewhere soon and things will get back to normal.
I am also doing a reverse advent calendar for myself this year. From December 1st to the 25th I will find something each day to give away. That will be 25 things (or more) gone from my house. I got the idea from another blog ournewlifeinthecountry.blogspot.ca and I thought the idea was marvelous. The Banker, Teddy Bear and KitKat and I are all in on it. That will be 100 items off the the charity shop come the new year. Its a baby step but its a start.
More purging to come in the new year!!
Toodles
Linda
I still have one more piece to complete the nativity. It may wait until next year when there is more cash for such things. This year, not so much.
I will share more pictures when I am finished with the decorating.
The trees came out of the basement and will get decorated tomorrow, as will the veranda. I am only doing two trees this year, and all the Santas did not get out this year. I don't always put everything out every year. I also plan to do a purge on the Christmas decorations this year, when I put stuff away. I will have more time then. The dining room tree is on the dining room table. I have a feeling that Lucy and Desi will find a tree just a big toy and I am not home all day. On the table it stands a better chance of survival. I will not need the table for meals over the Christmas season.
I miss the big family Christmas's we used to have, aunts, uncles. grandparents. Times change and those things don't happen anymore. I get a little nostalgic at this time of year. I miss the smell of my Mom's kitchen as she prepared for the big day. I miss smells, sights and feelings of my childhood. Cold linoleum floors, real Christmas trees, tons of silver tinsel and nuts in the shell. Christmas specials on tv with Andy Williams, Dean Martin and Perry Como. The local general store staying open one night late and getting to go with Mom. So different and decadent. Going to the big city to see the store window displays. So many warm and wonderful memories. School Christmas concerts and the agony of waiting for Santa.
Its different now, It will be a joy to watch the littles at Christmas time. New memories and new rituals to make and enjoy. With two new little ones in the family the whole thing will change. They will bring new life to the event. I am happy beyond measure that I am getting to be a part of it. To watch them and be there as they experience Christmas.
So I am making lists and cookie dough. Decorating, crafting and soon wrapping presents. Even though for the last two days I have felt that everything I touched I screwed up. So frustrating! I pitched a temper tantrum which accomplished and changed nothing, so I am forging on. This black cloud of bad luck will take itself off somewhere soon and things will get back to normal.
I am also doing a reverse advent calendar for myself this year. From December 1st to the 25th I will find something each day to give away. That will be 25 things (or more) gone from my house. I got the idea from another blog ournewlifeinthecountry.blogspot.ca and I thought the idea was marvelous. The Banker, Teddy Bear and KitKat and I are all in on it. That will be 100 items off the the charity shop come the new year. Its a baby step but its a start.
More purging to come in the new year!!
Toodles
Linda
Sunday, 29 November 2015
For the Love of All Things FINALLY
I have never really put much stock in the validity of astrological signs. I like to read my horoscope occasionally and I find it all sort of amusing but once in a while I think that maybe there is more to this than I am giving it credit for. I am, a Gemini by birth. and I will admit in my head there is always a conversation going on between two beings sometimes more but there is never just one in my inner conversation. Gemini's are twins so I will admit to having a bit of a split personality.
My other thing, is how I can feel one way and act another. Point of fact my hair. I am vain about my hair but know one but me would ever know that. I do not fuss with it, I do not pay it much attention but I am vain about it. I am vain about the fact that it is thick, fine and silky to the touch. In the 70's when I needed it to be. it was as straight as straight could be. It hurts me to no end that as I age its thinning and I do not have near the hair that I used to have. Oh well, its is what it is. Now that I have confessed to my vanity, you would never know it because this is what it looks like most of the time
Yes really I do go out in public like this. What can I say its how I am. Well even I get to the point where this is not acceptable and something must be done.
A tidy trim and I am fit for public consumption once again. I was finally smart enough to make my next hair appointment before I left the shop this time. Hair appointments are something that I can easily put off and then I end up scaring small children. Just another small step in my hope to become a better person.
This weekend was sort of a busy one. I finally finished knitting a pair of mitts that I had been asked to knit a year ago. I am happy to be done with them. I did that sort of thing this weekend. I finished up some jobs that have been hanging about. I finished the mitts, crocheted a fix on a top for a work friend. The thing looks like a tablecloth so it snags very easy. I stitched a knitted collar back on a little knitted dress for Teddy Bear's granddaughter. The mitts and dress are both black so I needed sunshine to work on them. Old eyes find black hard to work with at night.
I got started Christmas, I did a little shopping, made lists decided what I wanted to craft and what I needed to buy and sorted through my "gift box". I do not have much to purchase this year as I do have some things left over from last year. Instead of doing it all at once I am doing it bit by bit. This saves my energy level and my blood pressure. I was out for a bit on Saturday and it was so crowded I turned tail and headed for home just as quick as I could. I used to love the crowds but now I just get irritated.
These two have the right idea. Stay home and snuggle up on the couch. I took their advice, after my short shopping trip I mostly stayed home and did my odd jobs. Today I made a pair of puppets that were ordered from a lady who saw my work at a friend's place. A possum and a girlie owl are now ready for their new owners
I made finger puppets last weekend, They were my first try at them. I tried to crochet them but I did not have the right yarn. Felt was the next option. The lady I made them for was very pleased with them which made me happy
Next weekend I hope to start putting out the Christmas things. I want to purge out some stuff this year if I can. I am terribly fond of Christmas things and as a result I have far too many. The herd needs to be thinned.
This week I have something to do or make earmarked for each night of the week. I hope I can stay on track. Christmas is coming at breakneck speed and time seems to slip through my fingers like sand these day. So much to do and so little time. I was going to bake butter tarts this weekend but only just now managed to get the lard for the pastry out of the freezer. Next week it is then, Two dozen tarts are another thing I owe from last year
Toodles,
Linda
P.S. I do know there are spelling mistakes and punctuation errors. Does not seem to matter how many times I proof read they manage to escape me. I hope they amuse if nothing else.
My other thing, is how I can feel one way and act another. Point of fact my hair. I am vain about my hair but know one but me would ever know that. I do not fuss with it, I do not pay it much attention but I am vain about it. I am vain about the fact that it is thick, fine and silky to the touch. In the 70's when I needed it to be. it was as straight as straight could be. It hurts me to no end that as I age its thinning and I do not have near the hair that I used to have. Oh well, its is what it is. Now that I have confessed to my vanity, you would never know it because this is what it looks like most of the time
This weekend was sort of a busy one. I finally finished knitting a pair of mitts that I had been asked to knit a year ago. I am happy to be done with them. I did that sort of thing this weekend. I finished up some jobs that have been hanging about. I finished the mitts, crocheted a fix on a top for a work friend. The thing looks like a tablecloth so it snags very easy. I stitched a knitted collar back on a little knitted dress for Teddy Bear's granddaughter. The mitts and dress are both black so I needed sunshine to work on them. Old eyes find black hard to work with at night.
I got started Christmas, I did a little shopping, made lists decided what I wanted to craft and what I needed to buy and sorted through my "gift box". I do not have much to purchase this year as I do have some things left over from last year. Instead of doing it all at once I am doing it bit by bit. This saves my energy level and my blood pressure. I was out for a bit on Saturday and it was so crowded I turned tail and headed for home just as quick as I could. I used to love the crowds but now I just get irritated.
I made finger puppets last weekend, They were my first try at them. I tried to crochet them but I did not have the right yarn. Felt was the next option. The lady I made them for was very pleased with them which made me happy
This week I have something to do or make earmarked for each night of the week. I hope I can stay on track. Christmas is coming at breakneck speed and time seems to slip through my fingers like sand these day. So much to do and so little time. I was going to bake butter tarts this weekend but only just now managed to get the lard for the pastry out of the freezer. Next week it is then, Two dozen tarts are another thing I owe from last year
Toodles,
Linda
P.S. I do know there are spelling mistakes and punctuation errors. Does not seem to matter how many times I proof read they manage to escape me. I hope they amuse if nothing else.
Monday, 16 November 2015
Crafty Weekend with a Little Ballet Thrown In
So I guess it really was more than a weekend. I had two days off, a stat holiday and a weekend which means five days of not being at work. We all know how I like that!! I watched the Remembrance Day service from Ottawa from the comfort of my chair. I am not energetic enough to go to the big service here. Its at a sports place and the seats are made for people without hips and I don't need to have to have the jaws of life to get me out of a chair, I have my own, comfortable, hip friendly chair in my house, thank you. Staying home means I could also knit mitts that day. I have been putting off doing this one pair of mitts that should have been done before Christmas last year. Winter is coming, so I designated Wednesday as mitt knitting day. I just have the thumbs left to do.
Thursday KitKat and I did some last minute shopping for our scrapbooking weekend. We did lunch and basically goofed off for more of the day than we originally intended to. Imagine that!! Once I got home again I packed up all my supplies for a weekend of scraptastic fun. Friday morning, I made a snack run because a lot of the fun of the weekend with friends being crafty is connected to the snacks. I cannot purchase them too early or I will be sneaking tastes and end up with no snacks for the weekend. We arranged do lunch first before we got down to business. The Banker, KitKat, KitKat's Sister and me. Teddy Bear was also on days off and thanks to the magic of texting, we discovered she was at a loose end, so we invited her to come along for Chinese food and giggles. We had a great time.
After lunch Teddy Bear headed home, and we headed to the scrapbooking event. Its a great weekend. Its not a sponsored event, its just a bunch of friends getting together to spend a weekend crafting. |No company is there pushing product and we can do as we please, You are not packed in like a bunch of sardines. We each get a table and the lighting is really good.
some of the ladies work on family history on their laptops and some make greeting cards. The majority of us are scrapbooking though. One lady who is a demonstrator for Stampin' up takes a good part of the weekend to organize her supplies. Whatever blows your hair back, we have fun doing it.
some are old pros and some are just learning, some check pinterest for inspiration and some of us wing it or borrow page layout ideas from others.
Its great fun to check on what others are doing and get some inspiration, exchange ideas and share supplies. I gave out some of my crocheted flowers and one of the gals made this with three of my little babies:
We go to midnight the first two nights and then just until 4:00 pm on Sunday. It works out to something like 30 hours of crafting time. I got 52 pages done. My Maritime trip is finished except for a few embellishments and my No Cook Friday book is almost complete except for three events. I am well pleased with my efforts. KitKat's sister has never scrapbooked before and she did really well. She was making a book of her favorite band the Scorpions. The Banker scrapbooks each year which is what I may start to do. She got 2014 finished. Kitkat worked on her 50 things for my 50th year book. We are already looking foreward to next year.
I need to get going on the Christmas crafts now.
Toodles,
Linda
Thursday KitKat and I did some last minute shopping for our scrapbooking weekend. We did lunch and basically goofed off for more of the day than we originally intended to. Imagine that!! Once I got home again I packed up all my supplies for a weekend of scraptastic fun. Friday morning, I made a snack run because a lot of the fun of the weekend with friends being crafty is connected to the snacks. I cannot purchase them too early or I will be sneaking tastes and end up with no snacks for the weekend. We arranged do lunch first before we got down to business. The Banker, KitKat, KitKat's Sister and me. Teddy Bear was also on days off and thanks to the magic of texting, we discovered she was at a loose end, so we invited her to come along for Chinese food and giggles. We had a great time.
After lunch Teddy Bear headed home, and we headed to the scrapbooking event. Its a great weekend. Its not a sponsored event, its just a bunch of friends getting together to spend a weekend crafting. |No company is there pushing product and we can do as we please, You are not packed in like a bunch of sardines. We each get a table and the lighting is really good.
In no time at all we had the tables set up and we were up to our elbows in pictures, paper, stickers and embellishments. Not everyone does scrapbooking.The first year I worked on a crocheted baby blanket off and on. Princess Diva, who organizes the event but does not scrapbook funnily enough, does mosaic tiling
some are old pros and some are just learning, some check pinterest for inspiration and some of us wing it or borrow page layout ideas from others.
Its great fun to check on what others are doing and get some inspiration, exchange ideas and share supplies. I gave out some of my crocheted flowers and one of the gals made this with three of my little babies:
I had to leave Friday night because E and I had tickets to the Ballet. I did not want to leave but I also wanted to see the ballet. So I went and now I can finally say I have seen the Nutcracker. The Moscow Ballet performed here and it was amazing. Oh to be able to move like that. So fantastic. Sold out crowd. I have seen bits and pieces of the ballet over time but never have seen the whole thing. "Nother thing off the bucket list. I must say the Nutcracker guy had on the tightest white tights I have ever seen, they left NOTHING to the imagination. A little obscene in my mind but that was my own opinion. E and I had a lovely time, I dropped her home after it was all done and headed back to the scrapbooking fun.
We go to midnight the first two nights and then just until 4:00 pm on Sunday. It works out to something like 30 hours of crafting time. I got 52 pages done. My Maritime trip is finished except for a few embellishments and my No Cook Friday book is almost complete except for three events. I am well pleased with my efforts. KitKat's sister has never scrapbooked before and she did really well. She was making a book of her favorite band the Scorpions. The Banker scrapbooks each year which is what I may start to do. She got 2014 finished. Kitkat worked on her 50 things for my 50th year book. We are already looking foreward to next year.
I need to get going on the Christmas crafts now.
Toodles,
Linda
Sunday, 8 November 2015
In My Happy Place
I had a funny thought about how things are perceived on Friday. I stopped at the pharmacy/corner store to pick up some cat food. While I walked by the novels I spotted the latest Nora Roberts, book one of a trilogy so I snapped it up at it was 25% off. Then came the cat food and two bags of my favourite potato chips as they too were on sale. I took them to the checkout and got the saddest look from the cashier. Well I mean , she just had to be thinking "oh you poor sad thing" There I was gray haired. over weight, buying cat food, a romance novel and chips. She must have been convinced I was preparing for a sad weekend at the end of my sad week. It made me chuckle as I headed to the car. Nothing could be further from the truth. A quiet weekend but far from sad. I needed a quiet weekend, after another week of having something on every night the previous week. This old girl needed a break from the social upbub. So just remember its not always what it seems. For two weeks now I have had something on every night. Far from sad if you ask me.
I spent the weekend in my happy place. I ignored the dishes, the house work, the yard work, and the errands that needed to be run. I did not do the book club email and I did not wrap the parcels to be mailed. The quilt hoops called my name and I happily lost myself in their siren song.
I, personally, think its the cutest quilt I have ever made. The Teacher found it on Pinterest and we gave it a go. I am very pleased with the result. Grandma Busy has made the crib skirt an once I get some Owls applied to the Roman blind she will finish making that. I will do bumper pads and hey presto Wee Girl's room will be decorated. My house is a mess but I could care less. I so love quilting and when I get the chance I loose myself in it and don't come up for air until forced.
I am only working two days next week then I have some days off. I have the Nutcracker ballet to attend and a scrapbooking weekend which will be great fun!! I am trying to get organized for that. The Banker, KitKat and KitKat's sister are joining me for a scraptastic weekend. I want to finish my Maritime holiday scrapbook and do a No Cook Friday scrapbook as well. Then next year I think I am going to do a yearly scrapbook like the Banker does. It makes more sense.
I have some time to do all the routine chores and get the place fit again. Housework happens all the time, Little girls only come round every so often. Its not a hard decision to make in my opinion.
Toodles
Linda
I spent the weekend in my happy place. I ignored the dishes, the house work, the yard work, and the errands that needed to be run. I did not do the book club email and I did not wrap the parcels to be mailed. The quilt hoops called my name and I happily lost myself in their siren song.
So I sat down on Saturday morning and indulged my quilting habit for most of the weekend. The end result is this:
I am only working two days next week then I have some days off. I have the Nutcracker ballet to attend and a scrapbooking weekend which will be great fun!! I am trying to get organized for that. The Banker, KitKat and KitKat's sister are joining me for a scraptastic weekend. I want to finish my Maritime holiday scrapbook and do a No Cook Friday scrapbook as well. Then next year I think I am going to do a yearly scrapbook like the Banker does. It makes more sense.
I have some time to do all the routine chores and get the place fit again. Housework happens all the time, Little girls only come round every so often. Its not a hard decision to make in my opinion.
Toodles
Linda
Sunday, 1 November 2015
Almost
Just sitting about nibbling on cheese toast and drinking some iced tea. Its the first day of November and its grey, cloudy and mild outside. I know that because I did venture out to take down the Halloween decorations. I have not got the kitchen tidied but I do have the decorations down. That's me in a nutshell these days, Almost done all the things I need to do. Sigh Only 19 little hobgobblins last night. I never get a lot of children, I wish there were more. Very few people put their lights on for them on my block so I am glad we get what we do. The time changed to day and I have to say I love that extra hour we get. Its only an hour but its like a present.
I am nearly finished the quilt for the shelter. I have three more blocks to quilt, then its bind it, wash it, pictures taken and gt it delivered. I did get some coveralls mended for The Hummingbirds partner. they have lived on the floor in the entry for some time before I managed to get knees and bums patched. I always think of my Mom and her sister when I am mending. I am sure it would amuse them to no end to know that some of their considerable skill wormed its way into my brain. I am not anywhere close to their talents but I can patch a knee when put to the test. Apparently I was paying attention as I hovered around watching them make do and mend. As he has managed to put a hole into a third pair, I am sure he will be glad to have these two back, wearable once again.
Something I did not do this weekend was I did not make a much needed trip to the basement. There is a lot of things to be taken down there and I keep putting it off. It hurts my knee to shimmy up and down the basement stairs. I am being a big baby by putting it off. As a result the kitchen is once again a dump, filled with things that need to be put away. Its the song that never ends. I am having friends for supper and a movie on Tuesday night so I need to pull my finger out and get at it.
I have got quite a lot of quilting done this weekend. Once this one is finished, The Wee Girl's quilt goes into the frames. I will do the bumper pads, my part if the roman shade and then they will be done. I will be happy to get them given to her. Grandma Busy is going to complete the shade.
I have composed many lists and have my plans and schedules in place and once again I endeavor to improve how I do things. I am a work in progress and sometimes the progress feels like its more work that its worth.
Toodles
Linda
I am nearly finished the quilt for the shelter. I have three more blocks to quilt, then its bind it, wash it, pictures taken and gt it delivered. I did get some coveralls mended for The Hummingbirds partner. they have lived on the floor in the entry for some time before I managed to get knees and bums patched. I always think of my Mom and her sister when I am mending. I am sure it would amuse them to no end to know that some of their considerable skill wormed its way into my brain. I am not anywhere close to their talents but I can patch a knee when put to the test. Apparently I was paying attention as I hovered around watching them make do and mend. As he has managed to put a hole into a third pair, I am sure he will be glad to have these two back, wearable once again.
Something I did not do this weekend was I did not make a much needed trip to the basement. There is a lot of things to be taken down there and I keep putting it off. It hurts my knee to shimmy up and down the basement stairs. I am being a big baby by putting it off. As a result the kitchen is once again a dump, filled with things that need to be put away. Its the song that never ends. I am having friends for supper and a movie on Tuesday night so I need to pull my finger out and get at it.
I have got quite a lot of quilting done this weekend. Once this one is finished, The Wee Girl's quilt goes into the frames. I will do the bumper pads, my part if the roman shade and then they will be done. I will be happy to get them given to her. Grandma Busy is going to complete the shade.
I have composed many lists and have my plans and schedules in place and once again I endeavor to improve how I do things. I am a work in progress and sometimes the progress feels like its more work that its worth.
Toodles
Linda
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