Archive for the ‘Family and Friends’ Category

I Have a Headache

August 18, 2021

I have stopped taking my prescription. It was too strong and I didn’t care for the side effects. I have only been taking it in the summer anyway. And the over-the-counter stuff takes the edge off. It’s too hot to go anywhere and Sweetums is used to grumpy me.

The view out my back always makes me happy and I’ve never tired of it.

I’ve seen several Great White Egrets this year. I think more than the Great Blue Herons.

I bought my old girl a cat bed at the supermarket. This is where she lives now. I need to get more.

Maybe my next post won’t sound so disjointed.

A Letter

April 26, 2021

I found a letter that my Father wrote to my mother when they were teens. He had gone to a stamp show in New York.

May 12, 1936

Dear Dawfie:

I received your letter at 8 A.M., Saturday. It took me up to today to complete this letter and its some mess. You know, as I have told you before, I’ve been missing you terrible and going hungry for just a itsy-bitsy kiss. I can lie in bed and thing of the things we have done together, and it certainly makes me wish I was back with my honey.

We left home last Tuesday at 10 P.M. and this is what got me, we boarded the train and went to bed and when I woked up we were still in the station, but the station had moved to New York. Tch, tch, I can’t get over it. And what a thing they gave me to sleep in. I thought we made some mistake and had walked into a hay loft. Well, they cramped me into this 2X4 bunk, I didn’t have any room for my legs. But I solved this, by sticking them through the ventilator and out on the roof. But, as you know, there are a few tunnels on the way up to N.Y.. So after I had my shins knicked a few times, I pulled them in and out through the curtain into the aisle, but that didn’t work either, for the porter must have thought they were the electric light cord for every once in a while he pulled me out of the upper deck and into the aisle. I haven’t been doing much up here. I don’t know, I can’t a kick out of anything up here. I saw a picture called “Things To Come” at the Rivoli Thursday night. It’s a picture of the future, it was a fantastic picture, but it had a fairly good plot, which made it an all-around good picture.

The exhibit is marvelous and can’t be beat. There isn’t thing they have missed. It makes me feel like throwing my junk away. People may say they have this stamp and that one, but they can’t say they have in sheets as they are here.

I’m missing a chance to go up to Cornell with some of the fellows from over school. The’re going up this Friday coming.

Say, you want to see something huge, you should see the airship, von Hindenburg. I saw it Monday midnight. It’s a beauty, immense! You could put any of the others inside of it.

I guess I’ll be closing now. Don’t forget to write me again and I’ll write you and let you know when I’m coming home. Don’t forget to kiss the mirrow for me.

Love, Binny.

I tried to type this exactly as it was written. I left out a couple of sentences. They were too personal. I hope you enjoyed it as much as me. It contains so much I never knew.

Santa Hats and Christmas Gnome

January 3, 2021

My grandson wanted three Santa hats for figures that he had. He said they should be about three inches in diameter. He has his own place now and wanted to decorate for Christmas.

Santa Hats

Luckily, I had everything I needed. I did buy some tiny bells to put in the pompoms. Kevin was very happy with them. The little doll on the left is at least seventy years old. She is wearing a green velvet coat and hat that my grandmother made for her. It matched the hooded coat she made for me. The hood had a leopard print lining. I loved it. Nanny was the best! I always had plenty of doll clothes. She taught me how to sew and embroider. I miss her.

I also made a Christmas gnome. It’s an Alan Dart pattern. I put a pipe cleaner in the tip of the hat. It was easier than using hairspray to put in the kinks.

Happy Thoughts Only

June 13, 2020

I have decided that if I can’t say anything positive than don’t say anything at all.  Since I am basically a grouchy person, I haven’t posted in a long time.

I’m looking forward to my daughter and son-in-law visiting next week.  Jenn is helping me cut up Duke’s old tee-shirts for a quilt.  After twenty years in the Navy, he has quite the collection.  I found a tutorial, so I better watch before they arrive.  Sweetums has several projects lined up to keep them busy.

Time to wrap this up.  It is lovely outside.  I need my sock knitting, my tea, my umbrella and to watch water wander down the creek.

Tony says Hi.  Be careful.  He hasn’t bitten anyone today.  Yet.

Downy Woodpeckers

January 15, 2020

I finally got pictures of both Downys.  While the female was eating, the male was watching from the roof.

I’m off to get my arm cut on tomorrow.  I don’t have to be there until 11:15 so I can get a good shower and hair wash beforehand.  Since we are five minutes away, Sweetums doesn’t have to stay there and dwindle his thumbs.

Tiny Basket

January 6, 2020

I am trying to knit Mrs. Tittlemouse from Beatrix Potter.  I think Alan Dart has made every character except her.  Unfortunately she is my daughter’s favorite, so I am trying to use others like Hunka Punka to make her.  I couldn’t find a basket I liked so I came up with this one.  It seemed to need something so I knitted a little napkin.  It is leaning against my laptop glasses for size.

Alan Dart’s The Owl and The Pussy Cat

January 5, 2020

I was going to take pictures of my new hats out on the deck, but it is too cold and windy today.  There’s not much happening outside.  I’ve only seen a few vultures circle high above the  creek so the little birds are hiding in my bushes.  I can see a few white caps where the creek meets the river.

I had a great time making these.  It was definitely a labor of love.  I gave it to my daughter and son-in-law for their first anniversary.  And I already know what I’m going to knit next year.


New Kitty, New Windows, New Knee, Same Old Sweetums

January 4, 2020

I wasn’t going to bother with this anymore, but a few people actually asked about it.  We will see how it goes.  Now.  Where do I start?

Most of our windows were fifty years old and needed replacement.  They were done in three stages. The last was a few days before knee surgery.  I didn’t know they were coming in time and I got a migraine.  Luckily my medication was not on the forbidden list, but it still took two days to work.  The surgery was worth it.  I don’t have that awful deep pain that completely incapacitated me and I don’t have to take any drugs for it. That included a ton of laxatives.

Here’s our new kitty, Tony, sitting in my new kitchen window.

It is bigger than the old window and one piece of glass.  We bought this house in 2002 and never opened that window.  I could do without mullions, but you can’t have everything.  The cats like the new ledge.  They “chitter” to the birds.  More tomorrow.  Well, maybe.  I’m making Shepherd’s pie tonight.

Open Windows

August 24, 2019

It is so lovely to be able to turn off the air conditioning and let real air into my home.  I believe the weather has helped relieve the fog and pressure in my head.  I don’t like to be constantly taking prescription drugs for my headaches.  I love to sit outside and knit or sew.  There have been several hummingbirds at my flowers and herons in the creek.  Love it.

I thought I should catch you up on my knitting.  I had three wonderful days of classes with Beth Brown-Reinsel at Maryland Sheep & Wool n May.

I didn’t buy much.  I’m certain I have enough yarn to last the rest of my life, but I picked up a few things anyway.

Chilly Rainy Mothers Day

May 12, 2019

Yesterday I received the loveliest card from my daughter.  It made me cry.  How is it that this wonderful person is my daughter? All right.  Enough of this.  I’m going to do it again.

Last Sunday, we went to MD Sheep & Wool.  It was raining then, too.  New son-in-law actually asked if we were still going.  We laughed.  I don’t go on Saturday anymore.  I have enough yarn, but I still love to look.  And I always buy a few things.

There was a great exhibit in barn 7-8.  It consisted of 71 sheep breed samples of roving, yarn and swatches. I felt every single one of them.  And I have no idea how many times my daughter rolled her eyes.