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National Letter Writing Month

I’m a little ahead of myself, because the celebration doesn’t start until April. But I thought I’d give you little reminder in advance, just in case you want to plan a little celebration of your own and need a little time to get it together.

National Letter Writing Month is a time to remember the days when we actually sent letters to each other instead of tweets or posts on our walls. A time when we went to the mail box and found something other than bills and advertisements. Remember those days?

Eleven months out of the year, going to the mailbox is nothing but a chore.

But the month of April is different. I can be sure nearly every day of getting a special little sumpin, sumpin I actually WANT to see.

I belong to a group sponsored by one of my art friends, Lindsay Ostrom. Lindsay is the queen of “Creative Cuteness.” She is a much published lettering artist who is probably the most creative AND productive person I have ever met – an amazing conglomeration of artistic talent, innovativeness and follow-through. She makes me look like a slug, so I NEVER compare myself (well, maybe once in awhile, but it’s such a painful endeavor I don’t do it often.)

Anyway, I’ve been joining Lindsay in this challenge for 4 or 5 years (I’m losing track now) and I look forward to it every year. I have gained a new appreciation for card making AND the joy of getting actual happy mail in my mail box for one wonderful month a year.

In order to join in, you have to sign a little letter of intent, PROMISING to send the pen pal Lindsay paired you up with at least 4 pieces of mail during the month. I am having a printing issue at home (long story) so I decided to wait until we got to Maui to print out my agreement, only to find that the ink i my printer is dried up and since we are probably NOT going to keep our storage unit, was less than enthused with the idea of buying $70 worth of ink to print one piece of paper, and even less enthused about finding someplace where I could do it. So I threw myself on Lindsay’s mercy and she basically said to sign something Hawaiian and take a picture of it to send her to show I was serious. Huh? Hey, her game, her rules! So I set off for the beach, collected a bunch of chunks of coral and shells, and signed the sand.

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Now, not everyone can be a part of a group like that (I don’t know when the deadline is, but if you WANT to participate, let me know and I’ll see if there is still time to join in!)

But my point in bringing this up now is to challenge YOU, whether you are a creative type who wants to MAKE cards, or just a nice person who would like to brighten a few people’s lives, to send some snail mail during the month of April.

What if you just made a list of your 10 closest friends, and sent them a little note in the mail? Or you could get crazy and write a few full on letters! Do you even remember how? Have you EVER even sent one?

So, it’s time to get working on my cards. Not content to send 4 things to my individual pen pal, I like to send at least 2 pieces to every participant. This year year we’re looking at about 50, down from a high of 125 one year. I know, it’s crazy, but 50 really is a manageable amount. You just have to decide on a design and mass produce. Here are some from years past (we aren’t supposed to post what we’re sending until they are received!)

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In case you didn’t see my supplies yesterday, here’s the THEME for this year…I’ll probably tease a little between now and next month, but I can’t show the whole thing until then!

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So what do you think? Wanna join in? Are you tempted to participate in your own little celebration?

Multiple Personality Crafting Disorder…

If it isn’t a real, medically diagnosable disease, it should be. And I have it. Bigly. Or big league. Whatever.

There are numerous personalities inhabiting this body of mine (which, I suppose could be why I’ve gained weight – they each need their space, right?) and each of them have their own idea of a perfect crafting day. One can’t get enough knitting, one loves beading, one adores making cards, and yet another would scrapbook all day, given half a chance. And really, those are only the MAJOR bossy ones. There are other secondary personalities with other interests – the mosaic person, the painter…I left them home this trip, but you get what I’m saying, amirite?

So.

Here I am, with lots of time on my hands, and I’m frantically moving back and forth between knitting and beading, while the card maker and scrapbooker wonder when they get to come out.

The knitter just finished her scarf, and wants to get going on another.

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The beader has two simple necklaces strung (they won’y get completed because they need to be measured on the recipients before they are finalized.

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She’s chomping at the bit to get going on some “ocean inspired” sets done, and Bea has requested some earrings, so those HAVE to get done. The earrings won’t take but a short time, so I’ll probably let her stay for awhile.

The card maker has been shoved back waiting to get permission to participate in her yearly National Letter Writing Month project even though she has no access to a printer at the moment and can’t sign her life away SWEARING to be a good pen pal. This will be my 4th year, so if I can’t be trusted by now, no contract is going to make a difference, but hey. I get it. Our fearless leader wants to make sure everyone who is participating is ACTUALLY participating, so she has to do SOMETHING. Although, for the life of me I can’t figure out why someone would sign up for it then leave their pen pal high and dry unless they were in the hospital on death’s door, but I guess some people don’t follow through. Anyway. Permission granted, so she’s going to need to get a mess of cards made.

I’m going to go with an ocean theme this year (wonder why I have the ocean on the brain?) They had some cool paper I’m going to use at Ben Franklin’s, and I’m anxious to see how they turn out.

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Scrapbook girl is probably the most likely of the four to be ignored, because even though the supplies are here,

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the pictures haven’t been ordered. That was SUPPOSED to happen before we left, but I figured I could just as easily do that here and save myself lugging them one direction. I’ve thinned out the photos, and I’m ready to load them onto the Costco website, but if I have them printed, the need to actually produce will be exacerbated, and who needs the stress, right?

If one HAS to have a disease, this is definitely the one I’d choose.

 

65 Things I’ve learned in (almost) 65 Years

A few years ago I did a post about 61 things I’ve learned in 61 years, and had anticipated adding a new one every year. I did it for 62, then quit. I don’t know if I didn’t learn anything new in year 63 or I just got lazy, but I thought I’d better get back to it. But instead of waiting until my birthday, I’ll just do it when the urge strikes. It struck, so I’ll add 3 more things (if I can think of anything. I may not have learned anything in the last 3 years, and there won’t be anything to add! Heeheehee!)

Anyway, not everything will work for everyone, and some of the things (although I believe them to be true) are hard to live by, but I keep trying. As Mr. Tattered says, “your mileage may vary.”)

It’s a long list, so grab a cup of coffee or a glass of wine, and enjoy. I think it’s worthwhile, even if just to stimulate thought. And if you have others you think I should add, speak up in the comments. I hope to be learning new things all the time (and I’ll need something to steal next year!)

1. Old age is not for sissies (my new mantra – you’ve heard it here before, you’ll hear it again!)

2. Don’t sweat the small stuff. Of, course, most of it is small stuff. So I try not to sweat. Unless I’m exercising, then it is advisable or I’m wasting my time.

3. Speaking of wasting time, I try not to waste my time being mad at my spouse. I get mad if I need to, but get over it fast. If I don’t, I’m burning daylight, or moonlight. We don’t get enough of either even in the longest of lifetimes to waste it being angry.

4. We survived our parents, our kids will survive us. We take too much credit for them turning out good, and too much blame when they don’t. I did the best I could, and when I knew better, I did better. Most of it is up to them anyway. You know, you can lead a horse to water…Each of these critters are different, and they don’t come with instructions.

5. Keep at least a tiny part of your life for yourself. It’s important to be a good spouse, and a good worker, and a good parent, but you need to keep a space to be a good you.

6. Don’t depend on anyone but yourself for your happiness. If you do, they can take it away from you. Learn to recognize what makes you happy, and do it as often as possible.

7. We don’t raise children, we raise adults (Courtesy of Dr. Phil) so you’d best teach them what they need to know to excel out there in the world. But remember, you can provide the info, the road map – they have to choose to live it. Once they reach adulthood, it’s on them if they choose not to do what you taught them.

8. Habits are hard to break. Try to form good ones from the beginning.

9. Never stop learning. New technology, new words, new games…it all aids in keeping your brain working properly.

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10. Stay active. The more time you spend on your backside, the more you’ll want to be there. Given enough time sitting, you’ll never leave your recliner.

11. Don’t live in a bubble. There are lots of wonderful ideas out there. If you surround yourself only with people who see the world exactly as you do, you’ll never hear them.

12. Eat to live. DON’T live to eat. Unless you are one of those disgusting people who can eat whatever they want without gaining an ounce, it is imperative that you have a healthy relationship with food. The older you get, the harder it is to get the weight off, let alone keep it off.

13. Try not to judge others. You never know if the crabby cashier at the bank is just crabby, or she just found a lump in her breast, has no insurance and is both pissed and scared to death.

14. The greatest happiness is found in being of service to others. Make it a priority in your life and it will be hard to be miserable.

15. Be on the lookout for the “broken windows” in your life. There is a theory that when broken windows are tolerated in a neighborhood, the neighborhood will go downhill. The same is true with our own lives. Tolerating unmade beds, messy closets, and dirty toilets, pave the way for the whole house, even your whole life to be a wreck.

16. Be in the present as much as possible. If you live in the past, you invite depression. If you live in the future, you’re courting anxiety. Joy is found in appreciating the present moment.

17. Spanking your children, even yelling at them, is an admission they’ve gotten the best of you. All children have currency. Figure out what it is, and use it to your advantage. Anger and violence do not promote the growth of healthy people. I wish I had known this when my kids were young. My biggest regret is that I spanked them.

18. Balance is hard to find in every day. When passion takes you in a direction, go for it. You can balance it out tomorrow, or next week, or even next month.

19. Don’t compare yourself to others. If you find yourself better, you’ll become vain. If you find yourself lacking, you’ll be depressed. Just be the best you you can be.

20. Marriage works better if you go into it with eyes wide open, then spend the rest of your life with them half closed.

21. Time flies whether you’re having fun or not, so have fun. Lots of it. Turn anything you don’t like to do into a game, or share the load – do whatever you need to do to make it fun.

22. Being smart is not a bad thing.

23. Learn to accept that what is, is. There are some things that just cannot be changed. So if you can’t change it, and you can’t accept it, change how you THINK about it.

24. Attitude is the only thing in this world we have complete control over. You can’t always control what happens to you, but you CAN control how you react to it.

25. Surround yourself with beauty as often as possible, even if it is only a single flower now and then, a gorgeous sunset, or even a picture in a discarded magazine.

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26. A few really good friends is better than scads of close acquaintances. Friends will be with you for life. Close acquaintances will ditch you when the going gets tough.

27. It’s just as easy to believe in a Heavenly Being that created the world and everything in it as it is to believe this is all just some random happenstance. However, the consequences for believing one way or the other are vastly different.

28. The older I get, the more I feel like me. We spend too much time when we are younger, worrying about what other people think. Aging provides us with the cover to be ourselves. I think we should do it sooner. Another Dr. Phil-ism – You’d care less about what people think about you, if you knew how infrequently they do. Just be yourself. Unless yourself wants to run through the streets naked. That’s probably not a good idea. Fun, maybe, but it could scar people. Forever.

29. We have an obligation to all of humanity to protect the planet. We cannot continue to abuse it and expect it to recover from our exploitation.

30. Nice matters.

31. I’ve tried with all my might to embrace the thought that “stuff” doesn’t matter. But I like my stuff. Someday I might not. But right now I do. So although there is something to be said about living an uncluttered life, it’s not my cup of tea. Or coffee.

32. Happy kids are more important than a spotless house. I like the saying “my house is clean enough to be healthy, but messy enough to be happy.” You can have a spotless house when they’re gone. If you want one. Or if you can afford a maid.

33. There are only so many hours in a day. You really have to prioritize. Getting the mortgage payment in the mailbox before the mailman comes is more important than playing with the kids. If you don’t, you may not have a house to play in. Making the bed every single day – not so much.

34. Having pancakes for dinner every now and then won’t kill anyone, and it may be one of your kid’s favorite memories when they grow up.

35. Often times you can be right or you can be happy. Happy is better, ALMOST always.

36. Marriage is hard. When I was young I thought when you got to a certain point, you could relax and assume you’d be together forever. It’s not true. It is something you have to work at every day. Forever. But the rewards of being able to share a lifetime of memories is worth every drop of the blood, sweat and tears.

37. You can forgive almost ANYTHING if you work at it and want to badly enough. I say almost because I haven’t had to live through every bad thing there is to live through, but I’ve lived through a lot, and forgiven a lot, so I know it is doable.

38. Grandchildren are way more fun than your own kids. Trust me on this. By the time grandkids come along you’ve made most of the big mistakes and learned from them. You are more patient, have a better feel for what battles are worth fighting and which aren’t, and a greater ability to nurture who they are, rather than who you want them to be. I highly recommend it. But then we don’t get to choose if we get some or not. If you don’t, “adopt” someone elses kids. The older you get, the more you appreciate seeing the world through a child’s eyes.

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39. The world won’t end if you stay in your pajamas all day once in awhile.

40. Homegrown veggies taste so much better than store bought, it’s like they are a totally different thing. Find a way to have at least a tiny garden if you can!

41. If you don’t have a servant’s heart, try to develop one. Seriously. Waiting on others is far more rewarding than being waited on. Although it is nice once in awhile.

42. Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. I’ve heard this is true, but, really, it’s been so long since I was thin, I’ve almost forgotten how it feels. Don’t let yourself get fat and you won’t have to find out. One of my biggest regrets is that I let the pounds pile up. If you are young and overweight, get it off now. It only gets harder the longer you wait. You truly need to love yourself in spite of your weight, and being judged for it really sucks, but it isn’t about how you look, I promise you. Our bodies were designed to carry a certain poundage – exceed that and you WILL have skeletal issues at some point, and they aren’t fun.

43. Try to live your life with as few regrets as possible. No matter how hard you try, you will have some, but the fewer the better.

44. It takes a village. Really. Most of us are not designed to live a solitary life. We are pack animals. This world throws a lot of crap at you, and it is easier to bear if you have someone or someones to help you through it. We NEED to pool our resources. I know socialism is a dirty word, but I like the idea of safety nets and doing what’s best for the whole. Anything else seems selfish to me.

45. There is nothing wrong with improving yourself. But at some point, you really need to slow down and enjoy the you you are. Or at least take a break from the constant attempts at bettering yourself. I haven’t figured out yet when enough is enough, but I’m hoping it’s soon. There’s a contradiction in there somewhere, but it just gets to be too much sometimes, never being satisfied that you’re “good enough.”

46. Be kind to yourself. This is an on-going lesson for me. I am my own worst critic and much harder on myself than I would EVER be on anyone else, and I need to extend the same grace to myself that I extend to others.¬†Speaking of grace. It is the most amazing thing. Thank God we don’t always get what we deserve. There is a saying that children need love most when they deserve it least, and I think it is true of all of us. I don’t think we can love too much, or forgive too much. I believe in redemption. I believe in the God of second chances (and third and fourth and fifth…) and I’m trying very hard to give the grace I hope to receive. I think I’m good at it most of the time.

47. Do it right the first time. Sometimes it’s easier to do things the quick way, rather than the right way. You can get away with that most of the time, but when something does go south (and it will, eventually) the hassle will make you wish you’d taken the extra few minutes to do it right. Trust me on this. Please.

48. You need to learn when to let go. You can’t make people like you, you can’t make them stay if they want to leave. I am coming to accept that not everyone you love will be there forever. They may have come into your life to teach you a lesson, or for you to teach them one. If people WANT to be in your life, they will find a way to be there. They will forgive you for whatever the rotten thing was that you did. If they don’t, you have to let go. You can’t keep beating yourself up. Well, you can I guess. But it’s not good. I’m still working on this one, too.

49. We have a lot to learn from dogs. Really. That is a whole post in itself. But I love the prayer “please help me to be the person my dog thinks I am.” Unconditional love. Important stuff.

50. Naps are highly underrated.

51. Too much of a good thing can be wonderful. Once in awhile. You wouldn’t want to live like that all the time.

52. Money is not the the root of all evil. LACK of it is. Or maybe the love of it is. Having money may not make you happy, but it can sure smooth off the rough edges of life. I’ve lived without enough, and with enough, and I can tell you, enough is better. Maybe knowing when you have ENOUGH is the key. Live frugally and save for the future. It is really worth it. Unless you die young, I guess. Then you could be pretty pissed. But then, I choose to believe that when I’m gone, I’ll be off to a better life, so who cares that I didn’t buy that red Ferrari?

53. If you lived every day like it’s your last, you’d never get anything done. But you need to love everyone like it is. Never miss an opportunity to let the people you love know how much. I don’t remember my mom ever telling me she loved me until I was well into my 30s. I remember it to this day. We were on the phone. And when we got off, I cried. Not for joy, but for how much I had missed having her say those words to me for all those years. How sad is that? My children and grandchildren will NEVER remember the day I first told them I love them. It is as much a part of their daily lives as the air they breathe. As it should be.

54. “If your dreams don’t scare you, they aren’t big enough.” ” Shoot for the moon, if you miss, you’ll land amongst the stars.” “If you keep doing what you’ve always done, you’ll never get anything different than what you have.” “If you don’t ask, the answer will always be no.” All good sayings, and all true. Identify what you really, really want out of life and go for it, regardless of whether you think you can do it, or have it, or accomplish it, or deserve it. If you don’t try, it is a sure thing you won’t. If you do, you might. You may not get your dream, no matter how hard you try. But if you don’t a new one will take its place. Maybe even a better one.

55. If you didn’t get the family you wanted, make your own. It isn’t blood that makes a family, it’s love.

56. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. Skip rope, swim naked, ride a bike, play jacks, lay in the grass and find animals in the clouds, pick flowers, dream about what you want to be when you grow up – parent yourself if you need to.

57. The greatest gift you can give your children is to love their other parent. Think about this one. Seriously.

58. Know where your happy place is and go there often, even if it is only in your mind. Mine is on the water.

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59. You can only make a mistake once. The second time it is a choice. Yowza!

60. Worrying about something you have no control over is a total waste of time and effort. If you can control it, do what you need to do. If you can’t, let it go. It’ll be okay in the end. If it isn’t okay, it isn’t the end yet. (I stole that from someone, but I don’t remember who.)

61. I’ve done life without God, and I’ve done it with Him. For me, it’s better with.

62. Try new things. Things you never imagined you’d like. I NEVER thought I’d like yoga, but I tried it and I hated it. Then I tried it again and I only disliked it. Then I tried it again and I LOVE it. You just never know when you’ll hit on that thing that will change your life.

63. Traveling to other countries is an amazing, life-changing experience. If you can find a way, get out of there and see at least some of the world in real live person. It’s way different to see it in person than to see it on tv or in movies. Travel was never on my radar in my younger years. And I guess that’s a good thing, because there wasn’t the money for it. Now there is, and I can’t think of much more worth spending our money on. We’ve seen some incredible things, and it truly has changed the way I see the world. I’m more compassionate and more ecologically concerned.

64. Don’t save your best stuff for special occasions. Waking up alive is enough of a special occasion to use the good china, the fancy glasses, the cute serving pieces.

65. Friends and family are more important than politics, even when it is incredibly brutal to think they could possibly support…well let’s not get into the “who.” I have scars on my tongue from biting it, and there are many, many days when I have to scroll past comments made by loved ones on Facebook. I won’t be silenced on my own wall, (in fact, I consider it to be my little soapbox out there in the world!) but people have the option of scrolling by mine, as well. Leaving a family gathering is more challenging, and I’ve learned the hard way that most people who make political posts on their walls aren’t looking for discussion, but validation. Sad but true. I DO welcome discussion, but I am an exception.

Luscious Beads

I peeled myself away from Toy Blast long enough to sort all the wonderful beads and supplies I brought with me on our get-away, along with the ones I bought at my first trip to Ben Franklin.

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I have plans to make several necklaces, a couple of bracelets and a few pairs of earrings, but today was just prep work/organization.

At home each type of bead would have its own covered container, but here I settled for dumping all the beads of the same palette into a common bowl. I’ll have to hope I don’t accidentally dump them out. Just looking at them makes me feel warm and fuzzy. In fact, running my fingers through them is almost as fun as making the jewelry or looking at the finished products.

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That could be a bit of a problem, actually. I am apt to spend more time luxuriating in them than I do actually accomplishing anything.

In an attempt to do my projects correctly (as opposed to making things up on the fly – I am self taught after all!) I watched a couple of videos on youtube about stringing beads into necklaces, and discovered I am missing a few tools that would make my finished products a little more professional-looking.

Bummer. That will require another trip across the island.

 

Have I mentioned…

…that I have a very addictive personality? Who me?

Yes, sad, but true. With me, any little thing can be come and obsession. And, what begins as a way of not obsessing about one thing, leads to an equal obsession to something else.

So what is a girl to do? Pick my poison, or balance out multiple obsessions, I guess!

A few days ago it was knitting.

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And, no I haven’t given it up. I’ve just slowed down a bit to make way for a much less productive obsession.

A parallel obsession was paying way too much attention to political going on (PLEASE don’t get me started on that…) So it was really necessary to find something to occupy my brain in those few minutes between other obligations. I can’t stand just sitting with nothing to do, not even for 5 minutes. If I’m not going to be checking FB, I HAVE to be doing SOMETHING.

So. You know that feeling you have when you are about to do something you know could be a big mistake?

Yeah, that one. I ignored it.

By way of background, one of my guilty pleasures is playing spider solitaire. My dad was a huge solitaire player his whole life and my sister followed in his footsteps with spider solitaire. Once I tried it, I was hooked. But my phone has decided it doesn’t want to shift to a horizontal display, making the cards awfully squished up. I was getting annoyed with it, so when a screen popped up inviting me to try a different game, I tried it.

Toy Blaster. If you ever see it, close your screen immediately. DO NOT under any circumstances play it. Not even once. It is pure evil. Cocaine in game disguise. Seriously. One snort round and you’re done. Life will never be the same.

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Yeah, level 142. And there’s only one way to get there – one level at a time. And sometimes it takes many hours to get through one level depending on how quickly you learn (and whether or not you seek help, which I do.) It can also be incredibly expensive if you don’t figure out how to “game” the system. I figured it out (with a little help from anonymous criminals friends on the internet.) So far I’ve managed to get playing time and pass levels without having to resort to paying the piper, but I’m fully aware that may come crashing down at any time and then I’ll either go broke or find a new obsession. I suspect it will be the latter.

But in the meantime the lizard brain joy of figuring out strategies surpasses the frustration of the “groundhog day” effect, and it’s keeping me from watching/reading every appalling program and/or article about the latest debacle going on in Washington, and by extension keeping an ulcer at bay.

Is it healthy? I don’t know. And to be honest, at this very moment, I don’t care.

I just want to blast 240 of these little suckers to smithereens and watch the fireworks showing me what a good girl I am.

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God help me, I love this stupid game.

 

I May Be Losing My Marbles – St. Patrick’s Day Style

No, I’m not playing a game with little green glass balls.

I am contemplating MAKING a beaded garland for my St.Patrick’s Day tree.

First of all, we could argue the logic of even DOING a St. Patrick’s Day tree. Yes, Valentine’s Day is over so those decorations need to come down.

But Easter is late this year, and although I COULD just jump in and put the Easter decor up, it seems a little early.

So, on the face of it, a St. Patrick’s Day theme seems not too insane. In fact, before I realized how little there is out there to actually put ON a St. Patrick’s Day tree, it seemed like a good choice. Now, after hitting several of my go-to decor stores, I’m having second thoughts. Except that I’ve already got it started.

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So, I can either take down what I have up and cut my losses, or forge ahead.

And, yes, being a stubborn Irish lass, my natural inclination is to dig in and forge ahead. Thus the idea for making my own garland.

I can picture it in my head. There are plastic shamrock necklaces I could take apart and space them in between white and several shades of green beads (to tie in with the tacky plastic shamrock ornaments in different shades of green I already found.) Would I have preferred glass ornaments? Yes. But beggars can’t be choosers. As long as you don’t look closely, you can’t see they’re plastic. They can always be replaced down the road, right?

Can you see the beads in this garland? I’m thinking along this line but with St. Pat’s colors and icons.

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Anyway. Garland. Again, plastic shamrocks. Not my first choice. But, believe it or not, this whole ST. Patrick’s Day tree idea is not yet “a thing.” Maybe I’ll be a trend setter, but the trend isn’t there yet. So, I’m going to have to improvise. I can probably fall back on my jewelry-making skills and use the plastic shamrocks for the base of “dangly earring-looking” ornaments, as well.

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Well, at least I could have if the necklaces were “strung,” which unfortunately they are not. I’d hoped the shamrocks and words had holes in them, but alas, they are not. Grrrrrrr. This is even harder than I THOUGHT it would be.

So I’m exploring other options. There are fabric and ribbon garlands, but they are too big for this skinny tree. Again, I could “make.” There are suitable ribbons and fabric. I’m so confused.

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The key issue here is “make.” Seriously? Don’t I have some sort of a rule about not starting any new projects? This sounds like multiple projects, and at a time when time would be better spent cleaning my house or getting ready for the next trip, or maybe even DOING MY BLOG!

 

Crazy Addicted!

What can I say?

I know I’m getting VERY BORING!

All I want to do in every spare moment is knit, knit, knit!

Isn’t that funny? Whodduh thunk?

It’s not a terribly creative endeavor. Just a repetitious ¬†motion. The same thing over and over and over. Almost a little OCD-ish. What does THAT tell you?

But, the very nature of how portable it is makes it a good “to go” project for a busy Gaga who is on the move from house to house throughout the day! I can pack it with me while I’m waiting for kids to get out of school. And then, when I’m home, it’s something I can be doing while I’m sitting with Mr. Tattered discussing the day or watching some tv. No need for a ton of supplies, or a big work space.

So, I finished Hannah’s scarf. I love, love, love the color all by itself, but it’s a GREAT color on her, too!

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And, I’m making good progress on mine. I still can’t believe I’m actually working on one for myself. Once again, LOVE the color. Hard to find a nice, variegated red for a red lover!

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I’m also making progress on the torn fabric scarf for Hannah. It’s not really for warmth, but a fashion statement. It will be interesting to see if she even likes it when it’s done. I’m liking how it’s looking, but I’m not sure how “wearable” it will be from a comfort standpoint.

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AND… the beginnings of yet another.

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This photo doesn’t do the colors justice – the pale gold, shades of beige and soft terra cotta are just so luscious. There’s a possibility I may not be able to give this one away!

I keep thinking I need to move on to other things (there IS a huge list, after all…) but, really, why? If I’m having fun, what difference does it make? Aside from the fact that the repetition must be getting a little boring for y’all. SO, if I’m going to keep knitting, I at least need to dabble in SOMETHING else for you, right?

Oh, I know! How about digging out the Cuba photos and FINALLY filling you in on that trip before we start the next one!?

 

 

 

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