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21 November 2019

I Love Making Pumpkins

I haven't bought a real pumpkin in years, mostly because the last one made such a mess. This year I have made my own pumpkins with crochet. I'm now the proud owner of six in a variety of sizes and colors. They have proven to be very easy and fast to make. Everyone at the Crochet Club has enjoyed making them as well. The instructions for  makes small 3-4 inch  this one can be found at  It's just as easy to double the pattern counts to have a larger pumpkin. The hardest part was remembering which row you just did as you alternate between two patterns of rows. This was hard at the Crochet Club meetings because we talk so much! But still, we had a lot of fun learning the basics while the conversation and laughter flowed. Once we knew what we were doing then working at home in the quiet was very relaxing.

25 October 2019


It has been a whirlwind of activity for the last couple of weeks. In the family Danny had a birthday, which we still haven't had time to celebrate. Mom is still walking around with a drain in her side, which hopefully will be over and done with in a few weeks. I've been helping her as has everyone, but especially when it comes to show details. Now this week Danny's dad is moving again, downsizing to basically a 2-room apartment in a Senior center. There is always something these days!

The biggest thing we've done has definitely been our October 11-12 yard sale. It was a perfect weekend weather-wise and we did the best sales ever. Unfortunately I was hurting so much by the time each day ended I could hardly wait to see my chiropractor! She sure had her work cut out for her!

It was so exciting to see so much stuff leave. Most of those things have been stockpiled in our garage for years. Our last sale was in 2012. We'd planned to have another one in 2014, but right before it happened Danny had his major heart attack. Everything has been sitting there ever since.

One of the best things to go was my huge 3-station Wilson exercise equipment. After I'd had so many surgeries every time I'd try to use it I  hurt something else. A nice lady bought it for her 17 year old son and we are delighted to know it will get some use!

<< I still have a smaller fold-able bench with weights, priced to go, in case anyone is interested!

I think we did really well because I had added a lot of new items from my thrift store in preparation of closing my online store for good after selling since 2006. These days it's not so thrifty to sell online with the higher shipping costs and fees so it was past time to stop. I still have my Cabana Threads store, selling new and used Hawaiian shirts. They are a whole lot easier to store in a closet than lots of boxed items!.

So now I can concentrate on doing my church work, crocheting hats and blankets, and reading crazy romance novels. It's kind of nice to know that I could now actually do some of that in my clean garage if I wanted to!

02 October 2019

I Must Be the Bug

"Some days you're the bug, some days the windshield."  I think I've been a bug lately.

September was full of craziness starting with a doctor appointment that was a follow-up to the February appointment. He'd wanted me to start using something to decrease my blood sugar numbers and a bit of cholesterol that was creeping up. And the dreaded 'you need to lose weight' was said out loud. I asked him to let me try with diet alone. I started keeping tabs and wrote down everything I ate. I dropped ice cream and potato chips, gave up my favorite margarine. Something should have improved, right? My weight actually went up! E-gads! I'm screwed! But at least my Vitamin D went up nicely. I think I was so stressed about it that things just went south like no tomorrow. So of course on my follow-up I have to agree to try the meds.

I took 3 pills and got very serious stomach cramps that took at least a week to get semi back on track after I took the last one. I'd planned to let everything settle down before trying again just to make sure it wasn't an IBS coincidence. But I needed to have a fairly calm week to test again and September was full of things I had to tend to and couldn't be laying in bed feeling like crapola.

To top everything off poor Mom started feeling a pain in her side and ended up in the hospital for eight days with an infected gallbladder. She's now the owner of a protruding drain tube for a few more weeks before they decide she's well enough to have the offending organ removed for good. Our family has been helping her to get around and taking care of whatever she needs.

With a stroke of good timing, my daughter and her husband already had plane tickets to visit and were able to spend the weekend with Mom which did much to cheer her up.

Meanwhile the quarterly newsletter was due out so I had to tie up a few last details, gather pictures of the church's recent anniversary picnic and a few other events from recent months, get info for upcoming events which is our busiest time of year with holidays and all. But I got it all done. Unfortunately I couldn't get the newsletters published because the copier had run out of toner and no one had reordered. But it's all good now. I got that ordered and everything should be out Sunday.

Meanwhile I've been updating the new church directory and after receiving the 66 photos have been cropping and editing those so hopefully that will be published soon too.

See, I haven't had time to take any meds that would knock me down!

We're in October now. Hubster's birthday is coming as well as our anniversary! I wonder if we'll get time to just run away for a bit? Every anniversary is such a milestone, but even more so since I almost lost Hubster to a Widow Maker heart attack a few years ago!

The bright spot of my days is usually the early morning and today started off stunningly. I love watching how the sun travels across the sky with the seasons! So life is good after all the drama. I am too blessed for words!

21 August 2019

Car 54, Where Are You?

For the last few months I have been stalked by a number. At first it I thought it was just coincidence. But now it seems like everywhere I look I see the number 54. I see it on the clock all the time. I'll just happen to glance up at the clock and there it is 7:54, 10:54, 2:54... even if I wake up in the middle of the night... it's usually there! I've found it on receipts. For example, the receipt for our stay at the Jefferson Hotel in Richmond in July -  what was the total? $254! (I split the costs with a roomie). We stopped at Napa one day. While he went inside I noticed the license plate on a truck across from me -- it ended in 54. It's happened so much now that I'm starting to get a little freaked about it. I pulled out an old fast food receipt that had gotten pushed to the bottom of my purse the other day. Guess how much the change was? Yep,  54¢!

Yesterday I was watching the weather on TV as the storm was approaching. The man said it was cooling down where the storms had already been. You know it's been feeling like 100° lately. Imagine my surprise when a lone 54° showed up front and center on the screen. Later I was going to check a file through my cloud backup. I clicked on Documents and the number of  file folders showed up below the word Documents. Guess how many? 54.... How does that just happen to be the total?

So now I'm trying to figure out what it all might mean. Should I look for something significant from my 54th year? Perhaps two years after I was born, which was 1954? Back in the day my post office box at college had a 54 in it. I've rather thought it was a bit lucky for me. After all, in the days before computers, messengers, and Skype that cubbyhole of a box brought me letters from home which kept this lost little farm girl company on the booming campus of Madison. Getting mail was very lucky indeed and I was lucky to have a mom and grandmother who wrote faithfully every week. Yes, my mailbox number brought me luck and love when I needed it most.

I really doubt I'll get an answer to my question of why I see this number all the time. So I guess I'll just enjoy the mystery that comes with my version of Where's Waldo? while I can.

Oddly enough, I never really watched a lot of Car 54, Where Are You? either.

13 August 2019

They Stoop To Anything to Make a Buck

So imagine my surprise this morning to receive a phone call from my own number! Yep, I looked at the caller ID and apparently it was me calling me! Of course I HAD to answer to see if it sounded like me

Nope, I sounded like a man with a very foreign accent telling me that he was from some kind of tech support. I asked how he was calling me with my own number.  He continued to argue some nonsense with me that it provided the best security. Yeah, right! Imagine a scammer talking about security!! Finally he rudely hung up on me when I suggested he just go ahead and delete my number from all his databases. I mean, obviously he wasn’t ever going to get anywhere with this household so why hold on to the number?

Now do I block him? It was, after all my number! I ended up doing the block, reasoning that we would never call ourselves with our own number. Case closed.

Thought for the moment: Can you imagine how much better the world would be if scammers put their energy and resources into positive endeavors that helped people rather than hurt them?