Monday, November 23, 2009
So I have been making a boat load of binding. I think that I have about five quilts ready for binding and will take probably three with me. I am only going to be there three days, way more that I need but heaven forbid that I run out of things to do while we watch news 24 hours a day.
Wish me luck! Maybe I really can get three done while I am gone.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Well, two weeks ago on Monday I had one of those days. Actually several of you have commented on your blogs that you had bad days as well. I have a two week string of those days. Not everyday but enough. People at work yelling a me about something they have to do, my only involvement was that I was to go to person. Cubicle mates instant messaging me about my cough from allergy. They are sure that I am putting their health in danger and I need to use hand sanitiser. I haven't figured that out yet.
Then flat tires and fender benders. Well, you get the picture.
NO SEWING. I have to do my taxes. My life is out of control.
Hopefully after spending the morning in my room for some quiet, alone time things will be better.
For those of you who guess out my day from the pictures, he is the second from the left. Rt to lt they are Roy, Dee, Al, Norman, and Ruth. We were celebrating Uncle Al's birthday. I really do have a great family.
Back to my taxes. I am going to finish them so that they are not hanging over me. Right after I go the Emma's blog to watch the video of Evelyn and laugh again.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
This next picture is of everyone that was there. We were celebrating my Uncle Al's 80th birthday.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
We have sewed and done day trips and just fun all around. On Tuesday we went to Longaberger. Wednesday to Kirtland (historical stuff). Friday to a couple of quilt shops. I have bought so much stuff that she is going to have to ship so of it to me. It won't fit in my suitcase. You will have to wait until I get home to see the few pictures that I have taken.
But tomorrow I have to go back to the hot, Atlanta. And Monday back to work. Oh, well how do you think I can retire. I am ready to not work - but how to support my habit. That is the big questions.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Then it gets closer. Only a half a mile to go. What can I tell now? All the buildings look the same. I can see a long way.
Then finally I am there. Home! No matter where I live or how old I become this will always be home.
This house on this farm has always been a part of my life. My grandparents built it in the early 1940's and my dad lives there now. Until I was almost 11 there was a house across the road that we lived in and my dad moved back there when I was 18. It has changed a little over the years and the buildings around it have change, but it still brings that sense of security and belonging. I have spend summers hauling hay with my father and grandfather. It allows you to be a part of this great connection to the gift of beauty and calmness.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Christmas Eve - hanging stockings.