This past week was a busy one. I made three trips to Indy. On Tuesday and Thursday I took my new machine and attended lessons to learn to use this machine. Very beneficial.
Then today, I drove to Avon, and met Kristin and her maid-of-honor Carrie, and we picked out fabric for the wedding dresses. What fun. We ate at the Olive Garden. It was within the same shopping center. Kristin also had samples the colors she will use. That was interesting also. I have an outfit started and I never finished, that I've decided I can wear for this wedding. Am anxious to get to work on these items and this project.
However, I have a few things I need to finish first. Have a bridal gown to shorten, a bridesmaid dress to alter, four blouses to make, a zipper to put in a sweatshirt, a pair of pants to shorten, and a blouse to do a little resewing on, all before I start on this wedding. I need to get moving. Also, have two items that the customers need to pick up.
Then there is the yard work. On Saturday, Levi was over and helped me clean up part of the yard. There is more to do. Last year summer turned to winter overnight, and I didn't get everything cleaned up. The raking really is not good for my back. I'm making him do that. Where they live, they don't rake or pick up, just mow. So, he's learning a lot. He seems anxious to come back. That's nice. I tried to get him to help me last summer, but with his collar bone broken in two places, and the surgery to repair it, he was never well enough to help me.
Then there are these nights when I wake up and can't get back to sleep. Yuk!!! (check the time of this posting) Then I sleep late and, the next day, don't get as much accomplished as I'd hoped. And, life goes on........ They call retirement "The Golden Years." "They" need to find another term for that. Retirement is great, I'm really enjoying it. But, sometimes (when the joints hurt, sleep is illusive and the time flies by so fast, you wonder where it went) that one might wish that it wasn't so "golden." Time to try to get back to sleep.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
This 'n That.
What a day yesterday was. Made a trip to Indy for a lesson on my new machine. It was well worth it. Learned a lot.
In the obits today, is the death of my old Home Ec. teacher, Mrs. Foster. She was 99. What a neat lady she was. I can remember her saying to us one day in class, that she didn't like how easy they were making it for everyone to borrow money. A seasoned view. From what I know, she was the last teacher alive that taught at St. Francis. There were a couple of nuns that were very young, and one or both of them could still be alive. Just don't know....haven't kept up with that.
Pray for Aunt Mary, for today is her surgery. Don't know what time. I hope someone lets me know how she does.
I'm having a few people in on Sunday for Keekols (and I can't find the correct spelling for that.). It is the second sunday of Lent. I need to find someone to take Snookums for awhile, and haven't had any luck. I've talked to only one person, and have at least two more to talk to. I need to get in gear, Sunday isn't that far away.
I had a dream last night that George's wife asked me what he was like when I was married to him. Then I woke up. Too bad, I'd loved to have told her. Ha!
It's a beautiful day, and warm. Took Snookums for a walk. Even tho the sun wasn't shining, it was really warm. Nice to be able to get out again.
I think I've finally found out why my middle name is May. Last night I talked to Uncle Ray. In Gene's picture posts on Picasa, he had asked to find out Uncle Ray's grandparents names. I remembered that last night. His grandmother's first name was May. And, apparently mother visited enough that she got to know them, and again, apparently, liked this lady. So, I'm named after one grandmother and one step-great-grandmother. What a find. A few short years before Mother died, I asked her why she gave me this middle name. She said it was because I was born in May. But, she told us she didn't know why she was raised by her dad, and she did know. So, I'm guessing the it's a little bit of both.
Aunt Evelyn doesn't seem to get any better. The doctor adjusts medication and things like that. They had to cauterize her stomach again the first of last week. That has helped. The doctor told Uncle Ray awhile back, that he could remove the part(s) of her stomach that were bleeding, but if he did, it could start somewhere else. So, didn't really want to do that one. Uncle Ray has quite a bit of confidence in this guy because of that. Sure would be nice if they could figure out what is really wrong.
In the obits today, is the death of my old Home Ec. teacher, Mrs. Foster. She was 99. What a neat lady she was. I can remember her saying to us one day in class, that she didn't like how easy they were making it for everyone to borrow money. A seasoned view. From what I know, she was the last teacher alive that taught at St. Francis. There were a couple of nuns that were very young, and one or both of them could still be alive. Just don't know....haven't kept up with that.
Pray for Aunt Mary, for today is her surgery. Don't know what time. I hope someone lets me know how she does.
I'm having a few people in on Sunday for Keekols (and I can't find the correct spelling for that.). It is the second sunday of Lent. I need to find someone to take Snookums for awhile, and haven't had any luck. I've talked to only one person, and have at least two more to talk to. I need to get in gear, Sunday isn't that far away.
I had a dream last night that George's wife asked me what he was like when I was married to him. Then I woke up. Too bad, I'd loved to have told her. Ha!
It's a beautiful day, and warm. Took Snookums for a walk. Even tho the sun wasn't shining, it was really warm. Nice to be able to get out again.
I think I've finally found out why my middle name is May. Last night I talked to Uncle Ray. In Gene's picture posts on Picasa, he had asked to find out Uncle Ray's grandparents names. I remembered that last night. His grandmother's first name was May. And, apparently mother visited enough that she got to know them, and again, apparently, liked this lady. So, I'm named after one grandmother and one step-great-grandmother. What a find. A few short years before Mother died, I asked her why she gave me this middle name. She said it was because I was born in May. But, she told us she didn't know why she was raised by her dad, and she did know. So, I'm guessing the it's a little bit of both.
Aunt Evelyn doesn't seem to get any better. The doctor adjusts medication and things like that. They had to cauterize her stomach again the first of last week. That has helped. The doctor told Uncle Ray awhile back, that he could remove the part(s) of her stomach that were bleeding, but if he did, it could start somewhere else. So, didn't really want to do that one. Uncle Ray has quite a bit of confidence in this guy because of that. Sure would be nice if they could figure out what is really wrong.
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