Look As Migraine

OH LOOK.  Isn't this interesting??

This is about how I look when migraining.

(Sort of.)

Definitely the big eyes- everything is too much light.

Not the smile though.  I generally don't smile much either.

The hair-- oh yeah.

Love you guys.

Smurfette gone. Now What Am I Supposed to Do??

Smurfette – gone…..

Now it is just he and I again.  Everyone extraneous has moved out.  It is quiet here again, and more than that it is finally peaceful.  Peacefulness is priceless.  Don’t ever underestimate how much it is worth.

The other thing is:  It is mind boggling to enter the space around a teenager.  I never knew it could be that perplexing.  I could use lots of other words to describe the experience, but I don’t want to offend anyone.

Maybe it’s just because I’m “out of touch”?  i.e. too old to get it.  It’s sure not like any other world I’ve been in, including when I was that age, unless it really is that bad, and I just didn’t recognize it back then.  Oh my Lord.  Jesus help the teenagers get through those years!  It can make you or break you.

I think I put in my time of times these past two years.  I haven’t got too much to show for it, except for several knitting projects.  It’s really a shame, because I keep gathering fabric and patterns, and creating my own ideas for things, but not being able to accomplish them in the same time frame as before “they” came.

 I think though, that I will be making more of an effort this year to continue on my journey of dollmaking, quilt finishing, and starting on some new quilts.  Unfortunately, my cheerleaders have all passed away, so it’s up to me to motivate myself and get going on these ideas. 

Every holiday comes and goes so quickly.  If you’re not ready a year ahead of time, I say you’re not ready.  Look, it’s already past Easter, and I seriously have to solidly plan and execute Christmas projects.  I’m only 64 (!) but I think and hope I still have lots of time left to accomplish some things.  I really pray this virus stuff doesn’t cancel those plans.  I have my vaccinations.

Just want you all to know the Good Lord loves us ALL.  Don’t give up, no matter how bad it gets, because one thing I’ve learned is that whatever is going on, it Will pass.  Truly.  XXOO

How Bad Do You Want It?

 This is the last time I'm going to see this version of my Plover sweater.  I got all the way to where you separate the sleeves from the body.  Then my sweetheart doggie touched it with her paw and out came about 24 or more inches of a thread of yarn before I could catch her and get the yarn off her nail. !!!!

This is whats left after ripping out the mistake.

I have studied and tried to salvage the thing.  Now the stitch count doesnt coincide with any row in the directions.  

So how bad do I really want this sweater? I started it over once  before.  I started for the first time in June 2020.  Maybe its a jinx....

I still want my sweater.  I spent a lot on the many skeins of yarn.

No more doggie next to the knitting!

  

Moving On!

 “Sometimes I see you pass outside my door.

Hello, is it me you’re looking for?” -  Lionel Ritchie

I must say, yes, I can move on, and have moved on, however slowly.

It’s five months since the toxic people left my home. It hasn’t been easy to recover.  It’s like removing tar from your skin.  You scrub and scrub and use some kind of chemical to get it clean.  Then there’s a residual stain that just wants to hang on.

But then again, there are some new, hopeful thoughts that start replacing the old, destructive ones.  Like this:

“And Jesus knows turns you never heard of, makes roads you wouldn’t have dreamed of, makes miracles happen exactly where you never would have imagined. 

There is a reason He is called The Way.”   Ann Voscamp

I believe this statement to be true, as I have received God’s encouragement and hope and guidance when things got a little shaky.  There isn’t any other source, for me, that I can count on when things are tough.  

This is the kind of faith my mother taught me.  God rest her soul.  I miss her, despite all the conflicts we ever had.   

So down I go, to my basement playroom!  It has a pellet stove now, so it’ll be nice and cozy when the weather is less than warm.  I have knitted two pair socks and one hat in the last few months, now it’s time to work with different textiles!

I’ll give you a tour very soon of the “Playroom”.  It’s properly organized and is a very pleasant place to be.  I have two full length windows facing east, so it is quite good light.

See you again soon.