Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware

Thinking About Daddy

frivolousfluffy — Mon, 17 Jun 2013 17:45:40 +0000

Yesterday, my son called Sweetums to wish him Happy Fathers Day. While they talked about things, I thought about my own father. He died so long ago. He died too young. My son never knew him or my 47 year old daughter. I was seven months pregnant when he died. I was living in California then,and couldn’t even go to his funeral. But, maybe, that’s best. I close my eyes and there he is. He’s got that bad little boy grin. His shirt sleeves are rolled to the elbow. He calls me “Princess”, “Angel”. He makes me feel like the most wonderful person in the world. All the trials and trepidations of the day have melted away and I am content.

Olive and Cora

frivolousfluffy — Fri, 14 Jun 2013 17:16:45 +0000

Some cats know how to pose.

Others don’t. Or they just don’t give a shit. I’m not certain which.

New Socks

frivolousfluffy — Sat, 08 Jun 2013 01:46:59 +0000

I picked up the Sock Report last month. There are so very many great patterns that I had a hard time deciding on what to make. I am currently in Summer socks mode. I bought two different sock yarns at Sheep & Wool and I was eager to start. I got Taiyo sock yarn and Panda silk. Panda silk makes great socks and they’re completely machine washable and dryable. I can throw them in the hamper and let Sweetums do what he will with them. I know. It’s a scary thought, but this is Sweetums after all. Where was I? So I made socks with the Taiyo and I love the lumpy texture and the slow slow color changes. These socks were great fun to make and now, to wear. Last Saturday was a knitters day out and I bought another skein at A Little Sheepish in Berlin, but that’s another story. I have to take pictures first.

What do you mean my socks don’t match? They’re knit from the same skein. But then, does it really matter?

Current progress on the Welcomes.

What do you like? The one on the right or the one on the left.

Welcome Sign

frivolousfluffy — Wed, 29 May 2013 18:20:23 +0000

I thought I would make a welcome sign for my son’s front door. I already had a pattern and fabric that I could use. However, once I got into it, I realized that the fabric wasn’t right for him.

I think I’ll give this one to my daughter.

I started digging through my stash and this is what I came up with.

I hope he likes it.

Things Are Almost Normal Again

frivolousfluffy — Sat, 25 May 2013 18:12:32 +0000

That big old house in Reisterstown has finally been sold. Now it’s up to someone else to keep it from falling apart. The new owner is an energetic young woman. I hope she has the stamina for it. And will I miss it? No. Not even that big kitchen. I’ve got a big kitchen here. And it’s much nicer! It did have a pretty back yard, but the back yard here is so much more than just pretty.

I want to thank my daughter for all the hard work in order to make this happen. Thank you so much for the garage sales and craigs list sales to help clear out the house. Thank you helping your little brother clear out and hauling to storage. Thank you helping him find a little house of his own. Thank you for letting him and his cat stay in your loft for two weeks. And thank you for feeding him, too. Thank you for helping him move into his (new to him) row house. Thank you for trying to keep him on the straight and narrow. You are the best of daughters. No mother could ask for a better one. That person does not exist. How ever could I be so lucky to have you for my daughter. I love you so very much. You are the best!

Daddy’s Ears

frivolousfluffy — Mon, 20 May 2013 17:46:59 +0000

It’s odd how seeing something can trigger an old memory. Have you seen the ads for the new movie with Will Smith and his son? Well, they both have my Father’s ears. They’re not big, they’re nicely rounded and they stick straight out—just like Daddy’s. I wonder. Can he wiggle them just like Daddy?

Here We Go

frivolousfluffy — Sat, 27 Apr 2013 17:31:30 +0000

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. We’ve been ‘unnerved’ for most of the week. Next Tuesday, all should be finalized and maybe I’ll talk about it. In the meantime, trying to get all the ducks in a row is downright maddening for a couple of old farts like us. Sweetums is probably going to be bald when this is all finished.

Even Dot couldn’t do it.

I also need to get ready for my class at MD Sheep & Wool on Wednesday. ‘Fiendishly Difficult Stitches’ sounds like so much fun! I can hardly wait!

The Happiest Day of My Life

It was 11:30pm when the phone rain. My son-in-law called to say that he was taking my daughter to Hopkins and would call as soon as he knew anything. I went to bed fully expecting to be awakened in the middle of the night. When my alarm went off that morning, I called Hopkins. The operator transfered me directly to her. And she asked, “Mommy, when are you coming?” It so very much reminded me of when she was little and had a ‘hurt’. My sweet little girl had a ‘hurt’ and wanted me there. Only this one lasted fifteen hours. Happily, there was a perfect eight and a half pound baby boy at the end of it.

Those words made this the happiest day of my life!

The Happiest Day of My Life

frivolousfluffy — Fri, 19 Apr 2013 21:38:27 +0000

A friend of mine was married last winter. She said it was the happiest day of her life. I could tell that she honestly meant it. I was very happy for her. It got me thinking. What was my happiest day? What has made me genuinely happy in my life?

The day I graduated from high school? I was really happy that day. I hated school, all twelve years of it! I couldn’t understand why so many of them were crying.

The day I left home? I was happy and scared at the same time.

The day I got married? The first time I was too young and too stupid. The second time? Hardly. I had known Sweetums for ten years! It was more like, “IT’S ABOUT TIME!”

The birth of my children? Well. Yeah. They are definitely high on the list. But, my daughter came so fast, I never had time to think about it. My son took longer, four hours, but I was twenty years older this time. I think maybe this was Sweetums’ happiest day, even though he was a wreck. There were so many doctors and nurses coming in ad out that it was almost comical. I truly believe that if someone said to Sweetums, “You can go home and hide under the bed now”, he would have. Somehow, he managed to stick it out to the end. He only turned green twice. That’s my Sweetums. You gotta love him.

The day my son received his college diploma? I was really happy. I quite honestly never believed it would happen. But, he did it. And I am so very proud of him!

Still not there yet. But, you know. You’re going to have to wait. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe not. I need to make carnitas, and , well, I really have to pee. Love you.

So, I Was Sitting on the Toilet Drinking some Coffee…………..

frivolousfluffy — Sun, 14 Apr 2013 19:27:26 +0000

And Sweetums says to me, “What are you doing sitting on the toilet drinking coffee?”
My answer, “Yes.”
Sometimes I wonder about him.
OK. I’m going back outside. It’s so nice out there.

Can’t Blog Now!

frivolousfluffy — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 18:53:36 +0000

It’s too beautiful outside!