It finally made it’s way up to Brooklyn, NY. Will and Ryan were very happy with it. The pictures were taken by my brother, Bill.
Ryan, Leroy and Maddie
Ryan and Will
Well worth the work.
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The Wedding Quilt
July 25, 2014Hand and Machine
July 21, 2014Saturday afternoon, I taught Sweetums jr how to embroidery.
Here he is, working hard.
Here is the result. I think he did very well. No blood.
Sunday afternoon, we tackled my old manual sewing machine. He needed to get used to it. Instead of pushing buttons, you have to turn dials and push and pull levers. He had bought a pattern and fabric for shorts. It was a ‘learn to sew’ pattern. He should have no problem.
Trip to Fine Needle
June 13, 2014Yesterday, I went with some friends to the Fine Needle in Snow Hill. Stacy is closing the shop and starting a different career. It’s great that she can do this, but we will greatly miss her. She will be open on Saturday at 8AM to 1PM. Everything is on sale. All books are $5 and patterns are free. The most that I paid for anything was less than half price. I got sock yarn for $1 and 1200 yards of 100% alpaca lace weight for $15. I bought a very nice kit for $15.
We all had a great time, but,I, for one, will miss the shop. At least Stacy promised to come to knitting group when she can.
I bought buttons, too! Yeah. I know. They’re brown and I’m a color person.
Where?
June 6, 2014If I could be anywhere, where would it be? I love my little house on the creek. I can look out at the creek whenever I’m working. I can check on the ducks and geese and count the turtles on the logs while thinking about what I want to do. It would be nice if it weren’t so hot in the summer or cold in the winter.
How about a summer home in Maine and a winter home in Florida? No, not Florida. It’s an OK place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there. How about Georgia? Don’t know. I’ve never been there.
It would be somewhere along the coast. I need to see water. What about Savannah? It’s on a river, isn’t it? A river would be nice– better than a lake. And I wouldn’t want to be in town, but not too far out. I think about two acres would be enough with plenty of trees, especially on the road side. It would be nice to think of people driving by and wondering what’s down that lane. They would probably be underwhelmed by what they see. A one story house with a dog and some cats wandering around and Sweetums and me sitting on the patio. There would also be plenty of pleasant trails for walking with Gus.
When the weather started to get too warm, I would drive to Maine. This could be difficult with Sweetums, the cats and the dog in tow. I couldn’t leave them all behind for such a long time. They would have to come along. And therein lies the problem. Gus gets carsick. We’ve tried everything. Nothing works. And where am I going to put the litter pans? The cats are not going to be happy, especially the ones that prefer the huge outdoor sandbox. And then there is Sweetums. Sweetums does not like to go anywhere. Maybe I could just tie him to the luggage rack. And I can’t go anywhere without my knitting. I would have to bring an awful lot. Or I could stop at yarn shops along the way. Now, there’s a thought. I have to bring at least one sewing machine which means stopping for fabric, too. And I have to bring clothes, because, I am not a clothes shopper. I forgot about books. We can’t live without them. Now, how do I get all this into my mini minivan?
A solution: Rent a big ass RV. I’d have to rent a driver, too. Another mouth to feed. He’d better know how to cook. You weren’t expecting me to drive it, were you? I probably wouldn’t make ten feet without taking something down. I don’t want to think about it. Or I could rent a yacht. Maybe not. I would wind up throwing Sweetums and Gus overboard.
Somehow, we make it to Maine. Where is our house? It would be the same one story down the same little lane only this time it would sit along the rocky coast. I thought of Mount Desert Island, but I think I want to be a little further north.
This may sound lovely, but when would I get to see my son and daughter and grandson? I would have to keep my little house in LSD. It’s only two hours away. We always have a nice time at Christmas. Would I wait until January to go to Georgia? I don’t want to deal with any snow. I could send what’s-his-face down with the herd and drive my mini minivan when I felt like it.
You know, this sounds too much like work. I think I’ll just stay right here, in my little house Up A Creek In Slower Lower Delaware.
A Pleasant Experience
May 21, 2014Three cheers for Delaware DMV!!
Yesterday, Sweetums and I rode over to DeDMW. There were a few things that we had to get straightened with my new vehicle and some other things. We walked up to the front desk. When we said why we were here, she handed us a ticket. Then she looked at it and said, we were next and to look for our number over the windows. I explained to the woman what had happened and what I wanted to do and she was fine with it all. She was extremely pleasant with everything. She was vey helpful and explained everything. I got just what I wanted and I had all my questions addressed. I thanked her profusely. We were back in the car ten(Yes! Ten) minutes later.
OK. One bad thing. I didn’t have any time to get some knitting done.
March. Where Did It Go?
March 31, 2014Who really cares. It contained entirely too much snow. Sweetums was not happy. I was ready to shoot him and put him out of my misery. I haven’t seen my children since Christmas. Every time I make plans, there’s snow. I do not like snow. It is very difficult for me to get around. My son lives in a row house on a narrow side street. There isn’t any room for piling snow. I really need to see him. He has a mortgage now and panics just like his Father. He wants my help with his taxes. I just hope he finds a calm wife before I turn senile. He’s going to need someone. For now, barring any snow, I’m going on Wednesday. The only time that I can remember snow in April was my fifth birthday party. And I am older than dirt, don’t you know.
Nesting goose
Sweetums and the Computer
March 9, 2014OK. I know that it’s been while. But there’s been a lot of hand holding going on here. It all started when Sweetums’ desktop got sick. What to do? What to do? After a bunch of to-ing and fro-ing, he decided a new unit was in order. So he ordered one. It came. He set it up. It did strange things. He sent it back. (It’s a good thing there’s an UPS store in town.) Now what? He found instructions to completely clear a computer. So he did that. But he still doesn’t trust it. He’s thinking about a new one, but he doesn’t want a touch screen. ARG!
And what did I do? Why I made him a new hat. What else is a knitter to do?
Winter is When You Realize That You have Too Manny Pets
January 16, 2014I’m sitting here looking at the phrase, ‘Too Manny’, and thinking how odd it looks. What are its origins? I should do some research. But not now. I also realize that it’s been a long time since I blogged. Blogged! Another interesting word appears. Where does that come from? It’s a squishing together of two words—web and log. OK. Now, just where does web and log come from? Stop it! Just stop it! Too much thinking going on here. I don’t have to think anymore. I’m retired. Not that I had to think much when I was working. All those laws, regulations, manuals, circulars. Ugh. Someone said they were going to raid my area when I left, so I spent the last few days shredding every little thing that I wrote anything on. That included three steno pads of notes and at least two binders worth of pages with highlights or clarifying notes. Those last few days were more fun than I had had in years. And now I wonder. Have I turned into a warm brown turd? I hope not. I try to learn something every day. Even if it is, ‘I’d better not do that again’. And what did I learn today? Selfies aren’t easy to take. I might even post one. If I’m feeling froggy. I love words. OK. Enough. I gotta sew.
Pie for Breakfast
January 6, 2014
It was the last piece. It sat there in all its redness, cranberriness, appleness and crusty goodness. What’s an innocent body to do? I ate it. And it was delicious!
I Understand
December 29, 2013My sister-in-law says it always takes her a week to get ready for even the shortest trip and another week to recover when she returns. Thar is pretty much how I am beginning to feel. I’ve been home since Friday and I still feel I am way behind in the things that I want to accomplish.
Christmas was nice. There was breakfast at my daughter’s and the opening of presents. Then Sweetums went back home to take care of the animals. In the evening, my son and I did the Jewish thing. For those of you who don’t know, we went to the movies, then got Chinese. A perfect ending to a perfect day. My son he might make reservations somewhere next year, but it really doesn’t matter. We had fun. “And what movie did you see?” Who said that? Must be the voices in my head again. It was ‘Frozen’. If there aren’t any zombie movies out, we go for cartoons. We’ve also learned not to see shows that start on Christmas day.
I decided not to join the knitting group today. It’s raining hard and I just don’t feel like going. It’s not the driving. It’s trying to maneuver me, my knitting and an umbrella down a long driveway and back. I could park on the driveway, but I don’t like being boxed in. And I would still have all that maneuvering. I can knit in the comfort of my own home.
Merry Christmas!
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 