Somehow it got to be September. And with that leaves are starting to fall. So my awesome son cleaned them out of the pool and I took a dip.
It was the perfect end to my three day weekend.
I navigated my way to the Post Office and the Library, then to a yarn shop called Knitting In The Red. This is a lovely shop and I felt welcome from the time I walked and a a small black and white fuzzy came up to great me.
The people there are just so welcoming. I stayed for hours and only left before they closed due to the weather. I had not driven the green meanie in the rain and got to try out our driving skills in a downpour.
Got home okay and just worn out, so I crocheted on Edy's poncho and went to sleep early. Today started with a yummy breakfast and more crochet, I worked a few hours and then had to run to get yarn for the poncho.
So tomorrow is back to work for the end of the month. And more crocheting. Hope to finish the poncho by the end of next week. I have socks to knit. And need to start getting ready for my SIL visit!
Hope you had a fun and safe Labor Day.
Well I did it, made another year. They are piling right up there.
So Sunday I went to my grandsons house and three of us celebrated with lots of food, and cake!
It is so strange to have grandchildren who are grown. When did this happen. This grandson just turned thirty, and has an11 year old daughter. Just yesterday he was a little kid, with Hot Wheels and motor noises. Time flies! But I have the joy of having one more little grandson. And he brings the fun!
They should all get to stay little a lot longer.
Maybe I should get the older grandson some more Hot wheels?
My son is Awesome, he has taken me in and made me a home. He takes me to the doctor and has made way too many trips to the emergency room.
But tonight he is Awesome to the very Supreme. To night he takes his stepson to a Cub Scout meeting.
Wow, son you are just too wonderful for words!
I was a child of the 60's sort of. While there was free love, make love not war, and drugs, I was doing diapers. Making formula and raising babies. So I missed the over medication that was the 60's only to find out that in my 60's I am being over medicated and not in the fun way.
Seems to me that some where in this little tirade is a message. Not sure where or what or even if there is.
Bottom line. Read and keep up,with all your meds. Take them to one doctor and have his read over the drugs.
I have lost another three weeks of my life I will not get back due to one Doctor not looking a the list of meds I am taking.
Vowels medication is not nearly as much fun at this point of life!
The last to days I was in hospital land. After a ton of test, I had the Dr. Run one more, and I was right. so I am home now. Seems that I'd you are in the 5th day of an infection medical care writes a a script and sends you home, not treated for what I had been put in the hospital for. Really.
So I am home sicker than I was going in the hospital, I had to wait at the drug store for the meds, and finally have my first dose taken. Today I am grateful my mother taught me it is not polite to explain to people that it is a stupid way to run a care facility. But it is.
I am feeling poorly. Just a general heck, nothing specific. So I took a long hot bath. I am not cured but it sure felt like a mom's hug.
Tomorrow is doctor day, eye and pacemaker. Just a check to make sure my batteries are still working and nothing crazy is going on. No they don't look in my head.
I hope you all have a wonderful wonderful day!
I love to read, as I get older I find audible books are fantastic. I can listen and knit, or work or, if I have to, clean. My local library has a wonderful selection and I joined Audible and for less than a dinner out, I get a book.
I just think this is a wonderful thing. I can remember being a little kid and hiding under the covers with a book and a flashlight, reading way past bedtime.
This is a great hobby and does not cost much. If you can't afford books, the library lends them for free. Most of my education came by way do the library. It is one of the things that I never minded paying taxes for, donating to and telling the world how great it is to have a library card. If I had to choose between a drivers license and a library card, there would be a for sale sign on my car.
Books are precious. I still buy the paper ones,but only second hand. And have several on hand at any time. And I could go on for a year about what to read, but that is a personal choice. I don't care what you read, just do it!
My happy today is weekends. I would tell you I can sleep late but my three little fuzzy kids are on a schedule that does not include days off.
So I get up, do our morning thing, and get to knit.
I know I have gone on about knitting on here before, but it is a big part of my life. My husband passed and I moved home to be near my children. My life consists of working, doing my list of chores the doggies have for me, reading, swimming, shopping and knitting.
I am making mystery items. So later I will post pictures. I am also knitting the wedding shawls. I went to a new sock group and they have an I house pattern with hand dyed yarn. So that is on the needles. As are tons of other stuff.
So I am staying home and knitting.it is a good weekend.
Pink, glittery, self reliant people who are hell bent on growing up way too fast. My eldest is getting married next year. Yes, married. She is in her early 20's and the young man adores her. If i could bring myself to give advice it would be treat each other better than you treat strangers. And once a day hold each other and just be together.
That and don't sweat that toilet seat thing.
I have 4 grandsons. The youngest is 8. And he is new. His mom is Andy and he is just too much fun.
He is another chance to play, and have a small child explain the rules of the game to me. Their rules are just logical to their minds. How do I play this game so grandma can't win? If I smile and tell her she is the best grandma in the world, will she play games with me? And how in the world can I get her to stop hugging me!
I think all my grandsons have been special and are now, the older two are grown and have families. One is making his way through the horrors of teenage years, and then the one who works for hours trying to figure the very best way to put water in a water gun. If you need to know, you take a plastic syringe ment for blowing up plastic bubbles, fill it up with pool water, and bingo. It beats filling it up with a water bottle, but that way is more fun, water goes everywhere. I am just enjoying the process of letting one more child show me how the world works.
Todays happy is yarn, specifically sock yarn. I love making socks. They can be simple, like the ones made with Stephanie Pearl-McPhees' plain sock recipe in her book Knitting Rules. I have two copies of the book and the printed copy is dog eared, high lighted, and much loved.
The electronic copy is my go to book for how to knit. She freed my mind and made me laugh. She taught me to knit a sock and not to be afraid of mistakes. Or double pointed needles.
Happy Day after the 4th.
My son is getting married to a woman named Andreanna, So we call her Andy. she is a mother in laws dream. she see all the things in my son that I see. I cannot even tell you what all she does for me. she is just wonderful.
Today is short, cause I am eating a late lunch at work, and need to get back.
Today my happy is Sunshine.
I am old. Old like I never thought I would get. I was of the live fast, love hard, die young group. I was passionate. About politics, religion, how to raise children, you name it I was on my soapbox, or out on a picket line.
I wanted to end wars, start wars, ban bombs, build schools, have woman's rights, equality for all, and so on.
And now I am old. I don't worry so much about me changing things
But I am on Facebook. I got on Facebook as a means to keep up with family far and near, still do. But oh my, one post on how I feel on any of the above subjects would lose me half my friends and lot of my family.
Daily I am reading about one side or the other of the policitiL parties are screwing us. Really, they have been doing so for years, taking turns as I see it.
Then there are the advertising, half the posts on my time line are from petflow.com. Last I looked I did not have a friend with that name, but there he/she is everyday yelling at me to Look At this, or that. I am old I generally don't do as I am told, except by Doctors who try to make me older. Telling me to do domething brings out the 2 year old in me....nooooooooooo!
I will be glad to send a prayer your way if you think that helps. Please don't send me a katrillion examples of how it does. Just know I sent it to make you feel better. Not me. And I do not want to deBate how your version of religion is better than mine. I researched a lot of religions before I found mine, and am happy with it. It does not need to be new and improved. And telling me that is is wrong is just a waste of your air and my time. I am old not a lot of that left, and what is left will be sitting in the sunshine when I can, cause it makes me Happy.
So I sign up on the delta dental site to see what my plan benefits are ....got a user name, and a password, put it in LassPass as I Am Doing This So I Won't Forget.
Go to enter the site, tried enough times to be locked out because the site does not recognize my user name or password. Now I am locked out, but I was Never In!
Was life always this crazy?
My Happy for today is summer fruit.
Update on fight with math...I won this round but I am sure at some point I will have to find A.
Oh I forgot..I am taking an online class to learn to fix mistakes in knitting. Wonder if there is one like that for raising children, being married, or just being human.
I am knitting three Hurani's for my son's wedding. This is both my happy for the day, and a chance to tell you about me and my arch enemy. Math.
I met him before the first grade. My mom and dad owned a restaurant, they actually owned sever, but one at a time. This one was called mobley's Dinner and it rested on land that is now part of an expressway enrtrance/ exit ramp.
Mom ran the place, it was good old southern home cooking. Fried pork chops, mashed potatoes with milk gravy, and every vegetable known to man. It was a family place, no drinking, so little kids were there all the time. But when mom was short handed she had home grown labor. I remember shucking peas and corn and snapping green beans.
Then daddy taught me to count change. So if it got busy I ran the register. I also rolled coins with the juke box man.
That kind of math I can do. It is the find A kind of math that lost me completely. First a is not a number, and if it's lost wouldn't we look in an alphabet and not in a math equation? And before you all explain it to me let me tell you three very nice math teachers, several school mates, and an ex husband or two tried. They were all patient smart people. I am the one who had a dark spot in her brain where this kind of math resides.
Now I told you that to tell you this.
I am knitting three Huranis' and the pattern is written well. It is easy, explained in simple terms and well charted. This is not the pattern, it is the math.
I counted the last row of chart a...I am right on the money, I counted the purl row that followed, right on the money. Did the first part of chart b right on the money. Knit the center stitch, got to knit the first repeat of chart b and the count is off. Really off, like it is a different shawl. So I put it in time out. I knit a hexipuff. And today I will put on my big girl panties, and go against Math one more time.
Wish me luck!
I know it has been another while, but life happens.
Seems I have adopted this little black cloud, let's call him Tixe. He is just here to remind me how good things are most of the time. Every time I try to get sad, he reminds me how wonderful life can be without him in it.
Like swimming. Great in the sunshine but not so great when he decides to hang over the pool and make big old rumbling noises, or throw long streaks of electricity at the ground.
So I am adopting a new habit.
Every day I am going to write down what is better in my life without that little black cloud and then when he shows up I will have a big old list of things to show him, and be able to focus on my list and not his presents.
Today world, my life is better because of my family. And there are lots of them, some related by birth, some by marriage, and some cause they wandered into my universe and can't find the exit door. My life is sooooo much better for them being in it.
See you tomorrow!
So no matter what else is going on take a minute and think about your mother. Could be she was perfect, or Attila the Hun, she still gave up nine months of her life to give you birth.
That said let's get back to the knitting. I am fearlessly finding and cataloging all the things I have on the needles. I am in the high teens and still have more places to look.
On a happier note I started a new pair of socks....
So I committed to crocheting all my female relatives a poncho, and then two weddings are now in the works. So I am now committed to Six wedding shawls. Three for one bride and three for another. I have two Haruni shawls on the needles. This is a beautiful pattern and is beautifully written. If you are on Ravelry look it up, or google it.
The next three are to be determined later. They are for my granddaughter and she just got engaged, so once she gets her feet closer to the ground we will try to settle on one.
By the way, I still have two crocheted ponchos to do....
It started, as many things do, with a visit to Pinterest. There was a picture of this poncho and I went into I want this mode.
So I looked and looked for the pattern and could not find it. Then it hit me, it is made out of granny squares, and I know how to do granny squares.
So I started the poncho. Enter DGD. And she loves it. can I please make her one. Well sure.
Enter 2nd DGD, and yes I can make her one.
And then I am thinking the GGD' would like one, and as long as I am crocheting, the American girl dolls would like to have one too. And so would the son's Gf.
I am on a never ending quest to cover everyone in granny squares.
I miss knitting socks.