We walked along the edge of the horse farm this morning. A large area in the woods has been cleared for some houses. It seems strange because there are so many houses for sale around here. The thought of a house in the woods creeps me out. I can see the headlines now: “Decomposed Bodies of Elderly Couple Found in the Woods”.
I’m kind of weird today. I can’t find my camera. I was taking pictures earlier and I absolutely no idea where it is.
He called the other night around 10:45, his usual time. He was really happy. You could hear it in his voice. And, in turn, I was happy. He did well in all his exams and will definitely graduate at the end of Summer. He has an English and a Phys Ed class to take. He could have walked at Spring graduation, but it wouldn’t really mean anything to him. I can understand that. Maybe they’ll have something for the Summer grads. Getting that certificate is the most important thing. I’ll probably start crying and I’d rather do that in private anyway. I am truly amazed and happy that he is graduating from college. I was so afraid that he would quit. It has taken him five full years, but he is doing it and I am so proud of him.
He has been working at Office Depot for two months and he says he really enjoys it. He started working eight hours a week and now he is up to twenty-four hours. My daughter called the other night. Winston’s supervisor is one of her customers and she says he is doing great. He can answer all the customers’ technical questions and he needed no instruction with the register. He is funny and good with the customers.
Can you tell I am smiling with tears rolling down my cheeks? You have no idea how much I have worried about this boy young man. When he was a baby, I used to look at him and run my hands down his chest and think how beautiful he is. He was a lovely pink and there were no scars from surgery. He was healthy and I gave birth to him with no problems and no drugs. How did this happen? What did I do to deserve this? Oh dear. Time to stop.
He also told me his cat caught a mouse. She even ate it. He was so proud of her. It sounded like he was just as happy that Biscuit caught a mouse as graduating.
I learned a new word today.
I could have killed Maude and Zip last night. They were both out until after midnight. I could see Zip out by the bulkhead, but Maude was nowhere that I could see. She blends in so well. I told Zip he should take better care of his little girl. Maude rolled her eyes and went to bed. It was warm all evening so they were not coming in. This evening, they are all ready home because it’s chilly. Is this what I can expect all summer? I guess I am just going to have to leave the garage door open.
And another thing, she has been getting up at 6AM, wanting to go out. Have I mentioned the mouth on this cat? It’s unbelievable! I think she could wake the dead. How can such a little cat have such a big mouth? And my big nosed, big red cat? He sounds like he’s about to breathe his last breath. His cry would bring a tear to a gargoyle. Elvis has gotten a bit loud, but that has only been since he lost his hearing.
I got my fabric cut for Step #5 today. I should be able to sew the blocks in the next day or two. Once I get the required amount done, I’ll make some more blocks so that I can widen it. That way it won’t be so much at once. I also worked 20 rows on the sock. I still don’t know if I like the pattern or not. Sometimes it just takes a while.
Well, it felt like it. I was wasted by the time we got back from our walk. I sat out back with a cold drink and knitted for about an hour. Then I remembered my Noro socks so here they are, on my feet.
I thought you might like to see the heels.
I started on my next pair. This yarn feels wonderful and it’s knitting quickly. I don’t know whether they are for me or someone else yet.
My poor baby was hot. I asked him if he wanted me to shave him, but he declined my offer. The fan was doing a good enough job. Thank you very much.
I finally dragged myself and my machine up to Dover today. After getting around all the shore traffic getting on to route 404, traffic wasn’t bad until I got into Dover. I told Vickie what I wanted and she had a fix for my embroidery arm. She also accepted my coupons even though they were a day late. I bought a Loralie embroidery design and some thread. I’d love to stitch one out, but I will be without my machine for four weeks. I also got some quilting stuff that was on sale at Joann’s. I don’t feel the trip was wasted especially since it’s a forty miles away.
I took this last night.
They are finished. I washed them this afternoon and laid them out to dry on the stove. Then I made banana nut muffins. Doesn’t everybody make muffins for supper? Theywere perfect, but the socks are still not dry. I am happy with this picture. Maybe, I’ll take another tomorrow.
I got out another hank of yarn to make another pair of socks. This one is baby Merino and is unbelievably soft. If I don’t spend too much time in Dover tomorrow, I may be able to start them. I hoping to get the yarn wound tonight. I don’t know. It’s so late all ready and I didn’t sleep well last night. Doug kept waking me up with his infernal snoring.
I was hoping to sew today, but Maude and Zip had other ideas. Under Zip are nine neat little stacks of quilt squares to be sewn.
Step #5 of the mystery was put out last night. I wasn’t happy with the way it was set up. One page had nothing to do with the quilt and there was a recipe at the end of it that I knew I would never make. Since I was not allowed to cut and paste, I told my printer which pages to print and had to hand write a few lines. One page only had three lines on it and still had half a recipe that I didn’t want. I do like to bake, but this recipe was gross.
I think I was thirteen when I started reading science fiction. It was summer. I was bored and the stuff my friends were reading was awful enough to gag a maggot. I found a book of short stories. I am a terribly slow reader and it took me several weeks to finish. There were many words that I didn’t understand, but we had a three volume dictionary. Daddy kept telling me to look it up so I probably actually learned something that summer. I read most of Asimov. I don’t remember if I read anyone in particular after that. I tried reading Dune twice. I couldn’t get into it. It was boring. And I don’t care for fantasy. Hobbits and fairies don’t do a think for me. Lois Bujold’s Miles books were great, but her new series isn’t. I like Anne MacCaffney’s Pern books and some of the others. They are a pleasant read, but predictable. Oh! I forgot Terry Pratchett. I think my son and husband have read all of his and I have read a few. But, like I said, I read slowly. I do, however, get a lot out of each book I read.
Murder mysteries are fun to read. I often figure things out. That’s probably comes from reading Nannie’s True Detective magazines. I am very observant. I notice things that most people don’t. I also find things. My husband can’t see the forest for the trees. I’m always telling him where to find his glasses, his wallet or the doohickey that fits into the what-zit. I tell you. It’s all those True Detective magazines.
I’m not a blue person. I have tried to like blue, but I don’t. Well, I like denim. I have several pairs of blue jeans and a couple of blue denim jackets, but shirts and blouses don’t work for me. This morning, I put on a light blue cotton shirt to go walking. I’ve had it for several years and it still looks new. I had bought a few long sleeved cotton shirts to take to Florida when I was sent down for a week as a Subject Matter Expert. It was February and I was suffering from “winter skin” that I needed to keep covered. I had a very hard time finding anything and not much time to do it. So I settled for the blue. I tried to perk it up with one of my flamboyant pins. I wound up going down there about four times helping to computerize training sessions. I became known as “The Pin Lady” which is much better than “Boring Light Blue Shirt Lady”. Every time I went I took my gaudiest pins and no one seemed to notice anything else I was wearing.
Anyway—-my neighbor was out walking her dog at the same time we were. She remarked at how much she liked my shirt. I said something about giving to Goodwill or would she like it. She said, “Yes. I’ll take it.” So I think that I will do some cutting and sewing on it so that it will fit her better.
I found face wash and face cream that I can use at Rite Aid. I am so glad. I was almost out. It’s Booths. Walmart stopped carrying Booths which I found most aggravating. I had a go to the bank and I thought that since it was on the way, I’d have a look. I also discovered that St. Ives doesn’t animal test, but they don’t have face cream or cleanser. I went on line, but the Booths website was down for some reason. I found another site called Kiss My Face which looked promising. They have a trial size package which I’ll probably get. Well, I’ve got to run. Here’s some pictures to entertain you. 
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 
