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Saturday, April 30, 2022
Friday, April 29, 2022
Process
Naturally, working the lion puzzle made me want to return to jigsaws. This was my first stop:
Sorry about the glare on the bottom left. The art is by Charley Harper, and features winged creatures. Birds, of course, but also a bat and a butterfly --- both, naturally in that glare-y quadrant.
Taking this apart to start on another, it struck me that puzzle-working has an interesting aspect to it. We go all through the process of finishing the picture, then completely dismantle what we've just done. We tear it all up. But then we save it, keep it for another time we feel like putting it together. I mean, we don't finish a painting to destroy it, sure we'll come back later and paint it over again. We don't finish a knitting project, rip it up and pack the yarn away just to return to make precisely the same thing again. But puzzles allow us to make them, break them, and rebuild them at another time. That's sort of what they're made for.
Wednesday, April 27, 2022
Yep. That's What's Happening
She's been outfitted with a glucose monitor. I read it with my phone, and the information goes to her vet.
Sunday, April 24, 2022
Weird
"Curious," "eccentric," "strange," "funky," "odd," "mysterious," "unnatural." (My Desert Island Book is a thesaurus. Seriously.)
It has been a weird weekend. There's been this simmering headache, first of all. It's stayed low-key but will remind me it's there every now and again. Ordinarily, my headaches just scream their entrances and never turn down the volume. Who knew I was still capable of one like this? 🤷
Yesterday, I had the strong urge to call my mother. Even though it's been over ten years since she died, there was just this "Call Mama" message going through my head. Not it a sad or desperate way, just matter-of-fact. We spoke every Saturday at least, so maybe it was something to do with that? Nothing was or had been going on that I would have called her to talk about when she was alive, just that thought going through my head. Maybe because Friday was Daddy's birthday? I don't know. Odd. Just odd.
Friday, April 22, 2022
Thursday, April 21, 2022
In Progress
Sunday, April 17, 2022
What's All This Then
Yes, it is true, I am returning to my cross-stitch roots.
Saturday, April 16, 2022
New to the Rotation
I've recently come across some phrases which I find rather delightful, and hope to put into use regularly.
As one does.
". . . a native inhabitant of the female body. . ."
"That's not part of my journey today."
"Behind every man is the drawer a woman needs to get into and what are you even doing in the kitchen right now."
Tuesday, April 12, 2022
Thin and Add
I just got back from the library with a nice armful of books.
I'm looking forward to diving in and casting on.
It was a shock at how many titles there I have or have had over the years. Many, many have been given away or donated. There was a heavy load taken to the yarn shop here when I was still going in there. Looking through all the books, I was reminded of why I let them go. For most of them, it was because I'd made everything I was interested in. And now I'll be adding to my pattern files. . .
Sunday, April 10, 2022
On Tap
In the past, I've mentioned how Tap's way of telling me he's in need is to sit flat on his rump. Now, I still always have to figure out what he's asking for. To go outside? A treat? A meal? To play? Sometimes I get it right, while other times I don't have any insight. But my boy can get emphatic.
Saturday, April 9, 2022
Thanks to KS*
I don't know what it's like to have a sibling, but I do know what it's like to have a twin. You get surprise goodies in the mail! In a purple envelope, even.
Friday, April 8, 2022
Wind Effect
If you've seen any of The Masters today (Hello, Kathy!), let me tell you that Athens' weather has been just as windy as Augusta's. All the sun, though, is there.
To be truthful, the weather's been choppy here all week. Windy, rainy, misty, chilly in every combination. I had something to do/somewhere to go every day but this one, and I've got a tickly throat, runny nose and sneezing to bear witness. (Bridget, we are sisters in drippiness.)
I got caught up last night in an Eagles concert streaming on Amazon Prime. They performed at MTSU when I was there, but I couldn't afford a ticket. (Thank you, Lisa, for getting me a "Long Run" t-shirt, though.) Their Hell Freezes Over tour stopped in Atlanta when Briton was in Kindergarten, and he and I went. My kindergartener was a Glenn Frey fan.
Wednesday, April 6, 2022
Yes, Hello
I went searching through Briton's Instagram account last night, trying to find the picture he took of himself with Tap on the day Tap moved in:
Look how itty Tap was!
I also found more photos that Briton posted that I had forgotten about:
Monday, April 4, 2022
A Little Whimsy
I've been putting some of my pins on my bags lately, and landed on "Cute" the other day:
One horse in boots, one in RBG's dissent collar.
Saturday, April 2, 2022
Found Goodies
Thanks to a mailer, I found out about a new used-book store in town, went, and found these:
Tuesday Means Little Needles
And, in my case, sort of small projects. Remember that big bird chart from a bit ago? (Not a Big Bird chart; that would be an altogether ...
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In addition to the much-too-expensive tooth business (honestly, if I had known that one tooth was worth that, I'd have pulled some more ...
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This is my first "all over" collage: I'm still working on whether I'm pleased or not. It's my not liking to cover up...
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. . . on wood. Madeleine is back to her usual self. Even eating some dry food, though still preferring bisques and other lickable things.