More pictures

Okay, so it's not really "more pictures" it's two more pictures.
I went to visit my grand-daughter and my great-grandson and forgot the camera. I was wanting to take a picture of Jayce with his new blanket - but forgetting the camera puts a damper on that idea. My daughter-in-law said she baby-sat one day and took about 124 pictures. I asked her to send me one.

So I went outside last night after finishing the little owl I made using some white wool at $42. per metre and the ribbon embroidery off of a hankie. I purchased a kit and it only took me a few hours to do the embroidery but then I had no idea what to do with the hankie. The owl said she wanted it for her apron so there ya go eh. I noticed after I got her sewed together that her one eye is a little higher than the other and her beak is a bit tipsy. Maybe she was into the hummingbird feeder and got too much sugar - fermented? This little owl tipsy and all is about six inches tall.

Back to the outside story. I was sitting in the garden with a couple of ladies from the apartment building and looked up into the pine tree. There were things on that tree that I'd never seen before. Well, I don't really look up that much unless I'm sitting staring off at the clouds or lying on the sofa looking out at the maples dancing in the windstorm - when we have one. Anyway I saw those seeds and pods and the ladies pointed out a few on the ground. They were kind of sticky when I picked them up like they had little hooks on them. I put a few in a little box to take to my friend Kathi Kuti who makes miniatures. I thought she might use them for her doll hats. I took a picture of these little things that I thought would make a hat - but forgot to put something beside them to show their comparison size.  Anyway there they are in all their glory.
imagine that the largest one is about the size of  a kidney bean. Too small for me to use as a hat for any doll that I make.

 

So now I'm signing off to go and do some writing - the Proprioceptive Writing that I've talked about before. 

You have a good one. 

A New Day

  

Good Morning.
It's been a while since I've posted and it seems it's been a while since I've typed because I made three typing mistakes in the first five words.

I've taken pictures and they sat on my camera until this morning when I uploaded them.This is a picture that I took in early April.
After all the warm weather in March we had a wonderful surprise. Of course there was a lot of complaining from the apartment dwellers.







 Then there were the pictures of the tulip buds then the tulips in progress and then the full blown beauties.

I've had a divil of a time trying to get these beauties in order so I'll leave it alone. 

I also took a picture of a stuffed owl I made from a free pattern on Lollychops and here he is. He is sitting among my treasures on the wonderful pink shelf that my friend Deb gave me. Some of the treasures are gifts like the two horses, and the gnome I made stands and watches all the goings on on that shelf.

Now I know why I don't post a lot. I still haven't figured out how to work the technology Good thing I don't do Facebook or Twitter I'd never get to post anything.

I'm off now to finish another owl with a different pattern.
Our little doll group that meets in Guelph and Fergus area met today to show off owls and owl patterns they'd made or found. I couldn't go because I made myself  too exhausted from doing too much again. So, I'll stay home, do laundry and make an owl. Never mind the other figure I should be making with another class.

I am a great-gramma again. My grand-daughter Lindsay had her second baby boy yesterday morning and his name is Jayce. All are doing well. He weighed in at 7 pounds at 9:35 am. That's it for this post. All is well. Have a good one.

New Awareness Again

Yes, it's been a long time since I've written. I've wanted to and sat down to but just couldn't do it at that time. I've taken pictures but the pictures are still on the camera.
Truth is I've been too exhausted. I haven't written about having Hepatitis C and Fibromyalgia because I've struggled with it.
You see, I've listened to others who have told me - "it's all in your head" and "you can get rid of it if you wanted to." I felt shame because I couldn't get rid of these two illnesses or syndromes or diseases or whatever the heck they are.
I've kept on doing what I've wanted to do, needed to do, and been asked to do. I know I feel the pain and the exhaustion physically and then when I'm so exhausted I cannot sleep and then the "Fibro Fog" comes in as they say. I've gotten to the point now where I'm beyond exhaustion. Sleep has been in fits and starts. So that adds to more and when get to the point of exhaustion where my art doesn't seem to be enticing me then I know I'm exhausted.
I've made some decisions and one of those decisions is that I'm even too tired to travel. I dream of going back to MA., NM., FL., AZ., and even seeing new places but I'm not able to do that right now. There are places that I was supposed to go to this spring and early summer and right now that's not going to happen.
I am going to go and do some Proprioceptive Writing, and Zentangles, and maybe work on some beadwork - if I feel like it.
That's it. I will make attempts to sit quietly and do the Zentangles for now. Time marches on and more will be revealed. Have a good one.

Newness

New information? New awareness? I know that I will have a new radiator in a few hours.
The ankle I sprained a week and a half ago feels much better with the ankle brace and I assume it is healing. I brought my van to the garage my son-in-law works at, they are very nice and very helpful. They tested it this morning and I'm back  this  afternoon for a new rad. They have let me sit in the office and they even set me up on the computer so I can write and fill you in on what's happening.
I've been working on the genealogy for our family and while entering the data on dad's sisters and brothers I entered aunties birthday and found out that she isn't 93 after all. She is 94. I enjoy every minute with her and she has been helping me with the information on the Masters side of the family - gramma's maiden name. She hasn't been feeling well as I mentioned before and yesterday after her abdominal scan she said, "maybe I'm just tired of living" and I put on a brave face.
Today when I went to the retirement home she having coffee with the ladies as they waited for their goodies to bake. She's up and down and she did mention that she would se how things go this weekend. It is our monthly trip into Toronto to visit her son, who is slighly handicapped, and to visit her sister who is younger than her - I believe she is about 85.
So I'm being  realistic but wishing for more time. She will let me know if there will be anymore trips to Toronto and how she  is  feeling.
Oh, and I picked up my airline tickets for my trip to Florida in three weeks if all  goes well.
Since I brought my sewing for the story book illustrations I better get started. Pictures coming later.

Lessons Learned

I have been in a silent fretful mode trying to figure out how to help my auntie who just turned 93 on March 10th. Uncle Jesse passed on March 16th one year ago and I know that she has been grieving and maybe has gone into a bit of depression again the closer it got to the anniversary of his passing. I can't help her through that.
She also seemed to be off her food as she says - not having an appetite, not wanting to eat much, not knowing what she wanted to eat etc. etc. etc. I started to get worried and then realized that she might have a bit of a cold or flu bug.
So why am I telling you all this? Well I guess it is background information for why I fell. I did fall on Tuesday morning because I wasn't concentrating, I wasn't watching, I wasn't in the moment as they say. I was watching the man back out of his parking space next to mine and stepped off the sidewalk in the wrong way. Not a clean step and down I went. I tried to break my fall landing on my knees and my right shoulder. Marty, the little ole man put his car in park and came rushing over to help me- shuffling as fast as he could. He helped me  up, and when he bent over to pick up my keys and my book the thought popped into my head "maybe he shouldn't do all that bending over", but he did it and wouldn't leave till I assured him I was okay.
I limped a little as I got in my car and drove away. I thought maybe the shoes had something to do with my falling but actually that wasn't why I fell. I fell because I wasn't paying attention. I was worrying about my aunt, I was thinking of all I had to do, and I was angry at myself for trying to do too much. I'd signed up for a bead work class to learn how to do this bracelet and I don't even wear bracelets. I also wanted to go and visit auntie because I was worried about her. I was thinking of the two meetings the next day and my art project that I needed to finish before April 6th so it could go into the gallery for the show.
See what I mean? I wasn't in the moment. I was in the past remembering how my aunt was feeling and if truth be told I was also worried about her dying because after all she is 93. I was also in the future about how that would be without her, how much work that will be to take care of her estate and on and on and on. Awfullizing as my friend says.
So, as the days have passed, I've slowed down, luckily no broken bones but there was a bit of a sprain on my already weak right ankle and I'm noticing a bit of soreness on my left arm and shoulder, probably from trying to stop myself from my fall.
Today I'll be working on my art project and later I'm going to have lunch with my daughter and then tonight my son is taking me out to supper to celebrate my grand-daughter's 30th birthday. I'm so lucky in all respects. Have a good one.

I found it

Today is my aunt's 93rd birthday. We are going to lunch and shopping. She will shop. I will try to buy lunch, I don't know if I will succeed or not because every time I try to buy she says no. Maybe today she will fool me. So what does this have to do with the title of this post? Nothing. I am just waiting till it is time to go and pick her up from the retirement home. While waiting I decided to scan the pictures and show you more of Oscar.          
                                                                                                                                           

  

I spoke of the book that I couldn't find - I found it. It is a book that my friend Deb made for me while they watched Oscar in February of 2008 while I went to visit my friends in Florida. I was away for a week and they had a ball - so Deb tells me. She and Oscar wrote stories and they took pictures. This is the beginning of the book. They said Oscar was at Camp Slippery Slope because they have a sloped driveway and sometimes it is icy and hence the "Slippery Slope."


They spoiled him. They had a dog they named Blue who died a year or more from complications from diabetes. Oscar was their opportunity to see about getting another dog and their schedules. In this picture to the right Deb is getting some of his treats because he's been outside and has been a "good doggy" and because I'm such a mean mommy she says cause I don't give him treats. Oscar was a great dog that just loved people. He didn't like other dogs so I had to watch when I took him outside for his walk. Sometimes it could be tricky in the hall way of the apartment building with the other dogs coming and going as well. I had to remind him that he didn't own the building and he had to share.

I have a few more pictures to share with you but I'll wait till another day. Thanks for reminiscing with me. Have a good one.