My life reminds me of the song "Time In A Bottle". Who sang that song anyways (I am too lazy to look it up). I would capture time, I would like to have a reverse button on my life, never wishing for a fast forward button (we all know what will happen sooner or later if we had one of those). It dawns on me that I have made promises several times and not followed through. I am ashamed of myself.
It is Sunday and I try hard not to work on Sundays. It is the one day a week that I can be a slacker and absolutely feel no remorse or guilt. For years I had no choice. Nurses work weekends. I'm so glad to be retired, but not at that age that says you are able to.
Like I said, I try not to work on Sundays. However, I do love to sit and relax with my crocheting, knitting and quilting. The first pic I posted is what I have been up to for the past couple of months, making scarves. I put a stop to buying any more yarn for now. I ran across more yarn in my quest to straighten and organize the sewing/crafty room, scolding myself for such down right crazy behavior. What is wrong with you I asked myself. Okay, so you think you needed to buy every skein of yarn you laid your hands on, well here is what you are going to do with that yarn, you are going to work it all up. I don't care if you crochet or knit it, but the homeless need scarves to keep them warm, and you WILL do some work for charity and make good use of your God given talent and pass on a blessing to the poor.
So far I have about 17 done, and working on #18.
Patterns were random, just whatever came to mind, but a couple came from Pinterest and my favorite by far is one that you cast on 20 stitches, knit first 2 rows and next two rows are K2, P2 across. Then you continue to repeat these 4 rows making the scarf as long as you desire. This makes for a nice texture. The two denim speckled blue scarves on the lower left are done with that pattern as well as the beige and blue one on the top right.
I have made it to Joanne Fabrics several times these past months. I got both of theses floral wreaths for the sale price of less than the cost of what one would have been.
The dress forms were purchased seperately, one from the internet, the other from a hospital gift shop. I plan to use them when I start making doll clothes. I have been researching and hunting for one slightly smaller. Bad thing, they were not on sale.
Holden spent the night. He brought his new sleeping bag that his mommy found at a garage sale. She washed it up and he is happy with it.
I pull out the sleeper sofa when he comes to sleep over. Needless to say the mattress is not very comfortable, but he doesn't mind. He is growing and so darn smart. Can you believe it, he starts nursery school next month. Where his mom works they have the program for employee's children 3 days a week. I will still be watching him 2 days a week. It took awhile, but he is now potty trained, thank goodness.
Snoopy came to spend the night too.
There are other things I want to share with you. Basically the reason I did not get back to posting after July 7th was that in the weeks that followed my 84 year old mother fell and broke her left hip. She has never had a surgery. She spent 5 days in the hospital and now the 20 days in a nursing home for physical therapy. It is all up in the air about whether she is safe to return home because she lives alone. There are 6 children, but 2 live in other states. There are 4 of us to share the burden. Two of us think she needs to remain in a nursing facility, the other 2 think she is safe to go home. Personally under the circumstances I believe this is a no-brainer. I am so ready to ask the other two if they could schedule colonoscopies so the doctor could search for their heads. There are so many issues to take into account. I am the only child who has offered to let her come live with me, only one stipulation, she would have to quit smoking. She refused, she wanted me to sell my house and move in with her. She just doesn't get it that I can NOT be around second-hand smoke. A few years back they found a spot on my lower right lung. Besides, if I move back home then I feel I have come full-circle with my life. Since my husband passed away 2 and 1/2 years ago I would fall into a deeper depression to have to sell our home, we built this house. The day will come when I will no longer be able to take care of this place, I see that happening in the next few years. When you are in your 30's you don't let that sort of thing bother you. I have been praying a lot for the right solutions. That is all I can do at this point.