But I don't wanna have my picture taken!!
Monday, 12 March 2012
Sunday, 11 March 2012
33 Years Ago
Wow when you say it like that is sounds so long ago, a life time for some, so long, decades, and yet it was yesterday. I can still hear my mothers voice on the phone, sounding not at all like herself, giving me news that would change my world, our world, forever. That phone call that tore half of the foundation of my life out from under me. My father had died, suddenly, without warning, and oh my God, way too soon for all of us. We had him for 57 years and then he was gone in the blink of an eye.
To be sure a swift and sudden death was best for him. He would never have tolerated a long lingering illness that would have turned him into a burden to anyone. His independent spirit would have hated that. He would have hated to not be able to do for himself, look after his family and to be helpless or weak. So to be clinically fair this was the best way but, why so soon, why when he was young and vital and just beginning to reap the rewards of a hard working life? I don't understand and maybe I never will.
I miss him, I miss the man who loved me unconditionally, who treated me like I hung the moon and made me feel so special. I miss his humour, his strength, his love, his goofiness, his ease with people. He was a good man, flawed in some ways, perfect in others but at heart a good man. He gave us the best that he could and we were so lucky to have had him.
In the great and grand scheme of things I have come to terms with the fact that things happen for a reason. We have no say in these things, something else guides such decisions. I can come to terms with that but I want to know why. I have so many questions that I need answers too and the sudden early death of my father is only one of them.
Some years the anniversary of his passing slips by me and I don't remember it until a few days later, some years like this one it haunts me all day long and I mourn once again the passing of this man who left such a big hole in my heart. An empty space that will never be filled again. Its still there, I checked today, 33 years later and its still there. Not so fresh and raw as it once was but still there, right beside the one left by Mom 19 years later.
Miss you Dad.
Linda
To be sure a swift and sudden death was best for him. He would never have tolerated a long lingering illness that would have turned him into a burden to anyone. His independent spirit would have hated that. He would have hated to not be able to do for himself, look after his family and to be helpless or weak. So to be clinically fair this was the best way but, why so soon, why when he was young and vital and just beginning to reap the rewards of a hard working life? I don't understand and maybe I never will.
I miss him, I miss the man who loved me unconditionally, who treated me like I hung the moon and made me feel so special. I miss his humour, his strength, his love, his goofiness, his ease with people. He was a good man, flawed in some ways, perfect in others but at heart a good man. He gave us the best that he could and we were so lucky to have had him.
In the great and grand scheme of things I have come to terms with the fact that things happen for a reason. We have no say in these things, something else guides such decisions. I can come to terms with that but I want to know why. I have so many questions that I need answers too and the sudden early death of my father is only one of them.
Some years the anniversary of his passing slips by me and I don't remember it until a few days later, some years like this one it haunts me all day long and I mourn once again the passing of this man who left such a big hole in my heart. An empty space that will never be filled again. Its still there, I checked today, 33 years later and its still there. Not so fresh and raw as it once was but still there, right beside the one left by Mom 19 years later.
Miss you Dad.
Linda
Change of Plans
I was going to be spending the day spinning today with several like minded fibre fans but as sometimes happens, the best laid plans go up in a puff of smoke. Long story short, its been cancelled. I am pouting just a little bit. On the practical side of things it gives me a chance to focus on puppet production. I am hoping to churn out at least three today. The cash will be welcome.
So breakfast has been had, laundry has been sorted, pre-soaked and ready to go. The dishwasher has been loaded and the counter wiped clean. The house is clean thanks to my thinking that people would be coming today. I am taking a wee break to do a quick blog and then its man the crochet hook, full steam ahead. Mud ducks, squirrels and whiskey jacks. Should be a bit of a challenge. Last night I made two magpies while I watched Camelot on Netflix. Today Coronation Street will be my entertainment and then a Netflix movie.
Still no tv in the living room and I have to admit I really miss it. I miss my comfy chair and the bigger tv. Oh well its only temorary.
Must dash, the puppets need me.
Toodles,
Linda
So breakfast has been had, laundry has been sorted, pre-soaked and ready to go. The dishwasher has been loaded and the counter wiped clean. The house is clean thanks to my thinking that people would be coming today. I am taking a wee break to do a quick blog and then its man the crochet hook, full steam ahead. Mud ducks, squirrels and whiskey jacks. Should be a bit of a challenge. Last night I made two magpies while I watched Camelot on Netflix. Today Coronation Street will be my entertainment and then a Netflix movie.
Still no tv in the living room and I have to admit I really miss it. I miss my comfy chair and the bigger tv. Oh well its only temorary.
Must dash, the puppets need me.
Toodles,
Linda
Thursday, 8 March 2012
Alive, Well and Slightly Rumpled
To ease the fears of her concerned fans, here is her ladyship, alive and well and giving me the stink eye for having the nerve to come home from work, thus waking her up from her day long nap, not to mention taking her picture with out hair and makeup. Poor baby is rather rumpled from a full day of napping. Life is so hard on a pampered feline.
Oh Goodie, I think I have been forgiven for waking her up. Right now she is at my feet as I type this ( my leg is the grey patch at the bottom right corner of the picture) bunting my hip with her paws demanding some attention. Belly rubs and ear scratches are required, I must take my leave and attend to Madame.
Toodles
The resident house slave
Wednesday, 7 March 2012
A Pause in Puppet Production
This evening found me lacking the correct colours of wool to continue on with the puppets and since I cannot just sit and watch tv without something to occupy my hands, especially if I am alone, I needed a project. So what to do? What to do? I was not in the mood to do housework, I did not wish to knit, no wool to crochet puppets and I did not feel like getting started on one of the quilts that I need to make. I wants quick, easy and gratifying, something to kill the boredom.
Out of boredom was born Ornsby the Owl
Once again, I am sure you are dazzled by my stellar photographic skills. He is over exposed and fuzzy but he is cute, no? He is a lovely olive green and pumpkin orange but you may not be able to see that in the photo. I stumbled on a tutorial on YouTube and thought I would give him a whirl. I love owls and I can see me making some more of this little charmer. I will definitely make some bigger as Ornsby is only about the size of a softball. The pattern needs some tweaking for me but all in all, for a first attempt, I am rather pleased with his little self. He is going to work with me tomorrow and will sit on my desk just to make me smile.
I started looking on YouTube for a tutorial for this when I found the owls:
A zippered pouch to store all those till slips and instant teller receipts, etc that accumulate in my purse and make it look a dreadful mess. My wallet is not big enough to hold them all, so they get stuffed into my purse, willy nilly and it ends up looking like a mini version of hoarders. I wanted something to stuff them into and still keep the purse neat. I found a tutorial that was so quick and easy, I will definately be making some more of these for myself. I see endless possibilities for them in different sizes. Make up, knitting notions, sewing kit, coupons, jewelry when you travel, bits and bobs etc.
Look how neatly lined it is. I recycled the zipper from my stash of reclaimed zippers, the material came from the quilt scraps so it suits my sensibilities perfectly. Win win all around I would say. It really took no time at all to zip it up on the machine. My next one will be big enough to actually hold my makeup. The current make up bag is half the size it needs to be, crap spilling out everywhere.....yuk.
Another thing I want to do when I take another mini break from this last puppet order is I want to sew a cover for my sewing machine. It really needs something to keep it dust free when its not in use and I saw one on a blog that I read regularly. I may go hunting a tutorial for that or I may just throw caution to the winds and do it with only my sewing machine and my imagination. It really did not look that complicated.
Making something useful out of something that would normally have been thrown away, like an old zipper and some scraps of material, gives me a happy.
Toodles,
Linda
Out of boredom was born Ornsby the Owl
Once again, I am sure you are dazzled by my stellar photographic skills. He is over exposed and fuzzy but he is cute, no? He is a lovely olive green and pumpkin orange but you may not be able to see that in the photo. I stumbled on a tutorial on YouTube and thought I would give him a whirl. I love owls and I can see me making some more of this little charmer. I will definitely make some bigger as Ornsby is only about the size of a softball. The pattern needs some tweaking for me but all in all, for a first attempt, I am rather pleased with his little self. He is going to work with me tomorrow and will sit on my desk just to make me smile.
I started looking on YouTube for a tutorial for this when I found the owls:
Look how neatly lined it is. I recycled the zipper from my stash of reclaimed zippers, the material came from the quilt scraps so it suits my sensibilities perfectly. Win win all around I would say. It really took no time at all to zip it up on the machine. My next one will be big enough to actually hold my makeup. The current make up bag is half the size it needs to be, crap spilling out everywhere.....yuk.
Another thing I want to do when I take another mini break from this last puppet order is I want to sew a cover for my sewing machine. It really needs something to keep it dust free when its not in use and I saw one on a blog that I read regularly. I may go hunting a tutorial for that or I may just throw caution to the winds and do it with only my sewing machine and my imagination. It really did not look that complicated.
Making something useful out of something that would normally have been thrown away, like an old zipper and some scraps of material, gives me a happy.
Toodles,
Linda
Monday, 5 March 2012
A Fate Worse Than Death
My TV died on the weekend. (Insert much hair pulling, swearing and gnashing of teeth). Well it did not so much die as it started to make this horrible, electric loud whine that made me think it may explode into flames at any moment so I unplugged it and then started a big old pout that has not ended yet. I am not totally bereft of a television, I have a dinky one in the sewing room but I miss my livingroom set. I was going to get a new one at tax time anyway but I was hoping that mine would last until the new came in. Not so. So here I am, day two of the tv drought, hunched over my dinky tv and pouting like the true grown up that I am.
I do not spend all my day watching the tube. I do watch a lot of it but its always on for company. I like the back ground noise in the house. I feel lost without it and the sound from the sewing room does not carry to the kitchen like the livingroom set did. I miss it. Ask me the one appliance I could not live without, it would be my tv. So I am sad and pouty and grumpy and seriously being a tad childish about the whole deal. I have money to go get one but I would have to take it out of my "Holy Crap I am planning to go to Ireland" fund and that is just not happening. I know me, I would not put it back. Best to wait and be crabby.
The weekend went as expected. I got the house into reasonable order. The white kitchen cabinets got hauled to the back yard, and I spent some time working on the puppets. The Hostess and I did manage to get out for tea on Sunday afternoon. It was a lovely little break in the day. I came home and made Hungarian Mushroom soup which in spite of having a recipe, I managed to make some mistakes on but it was still super good. Its my favourite mushroom soup. Rich and smokey with hits of dill and lemon. Oh so delicious. I could drink it by the gallon and I will neither confirm or deny that I licked the bowl.
Today was Monday what can I say. I have not done a Monday Moment with Minou lately but Herself has not been very photogenic these days so we are taking a break. Best part of today is that Ladybug's Mommy came back to work, part time at the office. We really missed having her there. Its nice to have her back again and it was really nice when she picked me up and gave me a ride to work this morning. Rather spoiled getting into a nice warm car and being chauffeured to work. Its a good deal, I get a ride and she gets to use my parking space. I like this.
Right now I think I am going to head to bed early. I am deep into a book I am totally enjoying, A Discovery of Witches. I can hardly stay out of it and I am nearly done. So I think I will pry myself out of the sewing room and crawl into bed and read until I finish this book.
Toodles
Linda
I do not spend all my day watching the tube. I do watch a lot of it but its always on for company. I like the back ground noise in the house. I feel lost without it and the sound from the sewing room does not carry to the kitchen like the livingroom set did. I miss it. Ask me the one appliance I could not live without, it would be my tv. So I am sad and pouty and grumpy and seriously being a tad childish about the whole deal. I have money to go get one but I would have to take it out of my "Holy Crap I am planning to go to Ireland" fund and that is just not happening. I know me, I would not put it back. Best to wait and be crabby.
The weekend went as expected. I got the house into reasonable order. The white kitchen cabinets got hauled to the back yard, and I spent some time working on the puppets. The Hostess and I did manage to get out for tea on Sunday afternoon. It was a lovely little break in the day. I came home and made Hungarian Mushroom soup which in spite of having a recipe, I managed to make some mistakes on but it was still super good. Its my favourite mushroom soup. Rich and smokey with hits of dill and lemon. Oh so delicious. I could drink it by the gallon and I will neither confirm or deny that I licked the bowl.
Today was Monday what can I say. I have not done a Monday Moment with Minou lately but Herself has not been very photogenic these days so we are taking a break. Best part of today is that Ladybug's Mommy came back to work, part time at the office. We really missed having her there. Its nice to have her back again and it was really nice when she picked me up and gave me a ride to work this morning. Rather spoiled getting into a nice warm car and being chauffeured to work. Its a good deal, I get a ride and she gets to use my parking space. I like this.
Right now I think I am going to head to bed early. I am deep into a book I am totally enjoying, A Discovery of Witches. I can hardly stay out of it and I am nearly done. So I think I will pry myself out of the sewing room and crawl into bed and read until I finish this book.
Toodles
Linda
Friday, 2 March 2012
The End of the Week
No matter how grizzly the week may be, how many stupid mistake you make, how many times you have ground your teeth in frustration, Friday makes it all better. Supper out with good friends, laughter, good food, coffee and wonderful conversation and the world rights itself and all is well once again. Oh how I love my No Cook Friday nights. Its cheaper than therapy and tons more fun.
I have the whole weekend ahead of me to do as I please. Ah yes, to be free to spend the time in frivolous adventures like the laundry, vacuuming, dishes, washing floors, cleaning house. You know all those mad cap things us single gals get up to on the weekends. I know how to party the weekend away. I may throw in bread making and some mending just to cap off the mayhem.
Sad thing is I actually don't mind cleaning the house. I rather enjoy it. If I didn't have to work I would have a much cleaner house than I do. SO tomorrow is cleaning day. Sunday will be tea with the Hostess if we can coordinate the timing, and crafting. I have puppets still to make for the university. I have them started but many more to go.
Oh I go such a good deal today. I got 9 balls of pure wool for $10. Someone had started a sweater and never finished it. They had the wool on the local web page and I snapped it up. Its a black with some beige flecks in it, its lovely stuff and I think there may be enough for a sweater for me. I am hoping. If not I will find something to do with it. I am just dancing with the bargain.
I bought a sweater at the local thrift shop last week that I plan to rip out and salvage with lovely navy wool. I paid $3.00 for the sweater. If this works reasonably well I will keep my eyes open for other sweaters that I can salvage wool from. I like this idea, it is a bargain and its recycling, two of my favourite things. I think this is an untapped market of possibilities.
Well I am going to go curl up and watch a tad of tv before I get to bed. Its been a long week and I am looking foreward to no alarm clock tomorrow. Love it
Toodles,
Linda
I have the whole weekend ahead of me to do as I please. Ah yes, to be free to spend the time in frivolous adventures like the laundry, vacuuming, dishes, washing floors, cleaning house. You know all those mad cap things us single gals get up to on the weekends. I know how to party the weekend away. I may throw in bread making and some mending just to cap off the mayhem.
Sad thing is I actually don't mind cleaning the house. I rather enjoy it. If I didn't have to work I would have a much cleaner house than I do. SO tomorrow is cleaning day. Sunday will be tea with the Hostess if we can coordinate the timing, and crafting. I have puppets still to make for the university. I have them started but many more to go.
Oh I go such a good deal today. I got 9 balls of pure wool for $10. Someone had started a sweater and never finished it. They had the wool on the local web page and I snapped it up. Its a black with some beige flecks in it, its lovely stuff and I think there may be enough for a sweater for me. I am hoping. If not I will find something to do with it. I am just dancing with the bargain.
I bought a sweater at the local thrift shop last week that I plan to rip out and salvage with lovely navy wool. I paid $3.00 for the sweater. If this works reasonably well I will keep my eyes open for other sweaters that I can salvage wool from. I like this idea, it is a bargain and its recycling, two of my favourite things. I think this is an untapped market of possibilities.
Well I am going to go curl up and watch a tad of tv before I get to bed. Its been a long week and I am looking foreward to no alarm clock tomorrow. Love it
Toodles,
Linda
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