That month

October......
tapping foot....
yes I get to have Halloween
the end of my year celebration.....yes my end of year is in October.....
Think Pagan.
the next day on November 1 I get to do the day of the dead thing for real as it will be anniversary number 5 for Mike. We are going to visit the cemetary and do the mexican thing with the picnic and all. Picnic??????


I will not take food into the cemetary......
I will not take food into the cemetary......

I will go walk with the dead.
they will have had their food on Halloween at the table.
I will go walk with the dead and speak to them.

I am Cherokee.....I can speak to the dead whenever I choose.
I am also Pagan, the day of the dead works for me but I just can't forgive someone for actually passing on that day. I am still pissed off about it. They say you have to go through that phase. They being the experts.

Autumn 09

The first day of Autumn, the fall equinox, harvest home, mabon; all of these names mean today. It looks like Indian Summer is in full swing here. Other than the fact that we had so much rain yesterday that I had to float Erin to work. I havent heard an official amount yet but I'm willing to bet it is between 4 and 6 inches. I took yesterday off as a vacation day and got the yard cleaned up. The only thing left to do is the hedge. I have so many pears on my tree that I have lost 4 branches due to the weight; if only the squirrels had helped me out this year and eaten them instead of my pecans. However my squirrels are uncooperative.

August Drama

So now I am down to two girls in the house with me. Number 3 left with a whimper and a pout. I didn't exactly throw her out. She decided it was time to move on I think due to the fact that I wasn't going to watch her dish out any more BS. Perhaps now I can get back to my life and my knitting and my garden.

responsibility

I told you I wasn't done with this subject.

So, I was sitting in the kitchen at the counter reading a book. Its a very good book by the title of "Name of the Wind". We had been out working on the cars until dinner and the kids had decided to eat outside. "She" came in to get a drink of water. I could see her out of the corner of my eye as she reached to get a glass from the cabinet. She decided to use the water from the fridge door and somehow she spilled it in the floor. It wasn't a whole glass of water mind you only a couple of tablespoonfuls. I heard the water hit the floor and felt her look down at it. The bad part was that I could feel the mental shrug that she gave and then she turned and walked off. She thought of no one but herself. Someone could slip down in that and break a leg or worse they might hit their head.
I guess I won't be counting on that one for much.

I did clean it up with two paper towels and shooed the cat away from it. You would think that a grown girl would have cleaned up her own mess. You would think...........

But the children of strangers are not mine to raise. I will however come up with a suitable punishment (as if this post wasn't enough.)

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goodbye pink phone

This last week the microphone in my daughters phone stopped working. She took it to the Sprint store to see if they could fix it for her. Fat chance. They actually wanted her to purchase a new phone for way too much money and extend my contract for another 2 years. Once again, FAT CHANCE. I had already been toying with the idea of changing companies, now I know that I am dumping Sprint. My contract is up in September and I will be taking my number with me to T Mobile. Erin got a really nice free phone from them and a great plan; although I don't know if she will ever use 1000 min in a month.

It's all about choices, and contracts make me grind my teeth. I'm also getting ready to dump my land line and switch internet providers. Its a good thing I don't own stock in Sprint.

berry hat

The picture doesn't do it justice. This little hat caught my eye and I just had to make one of my own for Brigid. Note the stem.

Ah July

We have had a heat wave. Right now I am listening to the thunder rolling in the distance, and the rain. I really enjoyed having Sean, Jesse and Brigid home with me last week for the fourth and I have decided that I really do want to retire in Colorado.

I finally took some pictures of what I have been up to lately. Today at work I have baby showers to attend. These little booties were the perfect item.

I thought I was going to finish mowing this morning. Instead it looks like a day of indoor activity. It is getting darker and darker outside as the storm rolls in. Not that I don't have more than enough to keep me busy indoors.

Brigid

crafting a post

For the last couple of days I have had this inner monologue running through my head. It will eventually be a post about assertiveness, responsibilities and rights. I just need to craft it correctly in order to achieve my purpose. And yes, words can bend to the will of the writer. However cold hard logic will serve me much better. Oh yes, let me add assumptions to that list. I have been fighting a tooth for the last couple of days, let me warn you. The dentist cannot see me until Tuesday.

Rule one: Never assume.

Rule two: See rule one.

uhh

Tekasbook.blogspot.com
Its a little something in progress that I started a long time ago and I need to finish. Feel free to comment.

The Closet

I live in Tulsa, Oklahoma, otherwise known as the buckle of the bible belt. It is also swiftly changing to a haven for artists and intellectuals, a progressive city. The business world is still turning on all gears and the green movement is taking up a more significant place within the city. This weekend we celebrate May Fest in our downtown district. There will be belly dancers on the sidewalk and vendors hawking their wares up and down Main street. It is quite the event. Everyone comes out of their closet for this. There will be the conservative group with their beehive hairdos from the 50's as well as the green haired youth with tatoos. There will be the "thumpers" with their pamphlets of doom and gloom on the wages of sin and there will be the proud growing gay population of the city. The Pagan community will drift in and out of this with or without their pentacles outside their shirts depending on their age and courage. I believe I will sip my tea on the sidelines this year. I need a new necklace chain.

More on perfection

Does "anal-retentive" have a hyphen? ~Alison Bechdel, 1990 Dykes to Watch Out For calendar (Thanks, Chelsea)

the state of perfection

Striving for excellence motivates you; striving for perfection is demoralizing. ~Harriet Braiker



This is actually a quote aimed squarely at my boss. I need to print it out on nice paper and frame it and hang it up above my desk.

The coming storm

Socked vs Unsocked? Religions part in war, brooming the cats, the financial inequity of retirement. All of these were sitting there in draft form waiting for me to come up with a post.

As for the socks, I bought some new ones and when I find which girl is hoarding all of my socks I'm going to put a tax on them.

The cats and I have this understanding. They will not cat fight when I am home. When there is an event I pull out the yellow handled broom and they scatter. They have been successfully "broomed" in the past and they really don't like it. A spray bottle of water works as well. It's too bad I can't send my yellow broom to India.

Natural stuff

Back in my 20's I became a fan of organic gardening which led me to herbal medicine. I will drink peppermint tea before I will take a tums and prefer old fashioned aspirin as the painkiller of choice. I drink apple cider vinegar for a number of reasons and sprinkle cinnamon on ant hills. My compost bin is filled and emptied regularly. Each change to my daily herbal routine is thought out and planned in advance. Yesterday afternoon I spent some time in the local health food store, roaming up and down the aisles. I came home with two new additions to my daily list. The first is pomegranate and reservatrol in a capsule form. This is for my cardio and just about everything else health. At my age it pays to plan in advance. The second is a bottle of grapeseed oil. This was not bought for cooking; however Erin ask if she could use it for that as well. The oil is for my skin, specifically my face and neck and after using it yesterday I believe I may just use it all over. The skin just sucks it up and it feels so nice afterwards. The omega 6 content won't hurt either. I will also take a tsp daily . This will be added to my Milk Thistle, Silica and Astragulus routine. Although as soon as the spring allergies are gone the Astragulus will wait for winter to come again. I noticed that I have a red clover plant that has appeared in my yard, this will make wonderful tea.

Rain

It has rained so much that I have standing water in my yard in places. It has caused the grass to grow at a fantastic rate. Usually this time of year I alternate mowing the back yard and the front yard every other week until the end of May. I don't think I'm going to be able to do that this year. I guess I should be grateful for the moisture, since I don't have to water the garden. I do however need to plant some things that are sitting on the patio and it is too wet to accomplish that.

Beltane/2009

We left out milk for our little people of the yard last night, a ritual we have followed since both my children were small. The fairy folk who live alongside us always enjoy it. This morning I returned a neighbors dog to her yard. The gate had opened of its own accord and the dog had of course made a hasty escape.

This is a holiday for many people under different names. We celebrate them all here.

Happy May Day
Merry Beltane

Blessed Be

Backyard

The backyard did indeed get mowed yesterday. Ashlee started trimming the hedge and I did the edging. The dogs got a lot of run time going back and forth at the fence and after I was finished I went and sat on the ground with them on their side of the yard. They are diggers, so yes they have their side of the yard and I have my side of the yard. I split it almost in half with them.

James

I hate mediation. Having to get in someones face and tell them they are an asshole is a new thing for me. I can do it, don't get me wrong. My grandmother just raised me to not be rude.
There have been a couple of times when circumstances have miffed me off (read pissed me off) enough to make me go off on someone. Look, if you dont have a purpose, no job......I dont sympathize about your gender, you have no income and you cant clean up behind yourself........dude get over it. Bathe.. At least be responsible and don't piss me off. Learn about body language....its a universal communication. If i take the keyboard and mouse away at night then I dont want you to use my computer. If I'm not at home then I guess you cant ask me if its ok to use my computer. So I don't want to come home and see my computer turned on with you on it. Now.....the people in my family are extremely empathic No emotion is stupid or silly.......I never want to hear that from you. Don't make me turn you into a cricket.

Killer

reflector

Originally I had six yellow metal reflectors at the corner due to my streets zig zag construction. Last night my neighbor Susan brought the last surviving reflector back home to me. It seems someone (a bored teen most likely) had uprooted it and thrown it into her backyard. I had started collecting rocks for my corner to keep people from driving across my yard and the reflectors at least warned them to slow down in the dark. I suppose I can put the reflector back out for safetys sake; however I might need to get some reflective paint for my last acqusition "Killer". I really need to write Killer on the side of this. Lets see the little darlings steal this.

Transitions

It is spring here and I feel that this may finally be my time to branch out and change once again. We all invent ourselves by our thoughts and deeds. It is time that I left bits and pieces of myself in the past and moved on. Various people have helped me through the dark times without knowing. I thank all of those folks who helped me kill my monsters, my grief, my shortcomings. It is time to lay down my ghosts and become renewed.

It is unimaginable that Mike has been gone almost 5 years now, Jo and Bill 2 years and now Davey is gone as well. The veil is thinning I can feel it. That is why I'm blue this morning. Walpurgisnacht approaches. I will smudge the house once again, feed the Fae and visit the cemetery. Once that is done I can move on with my life.

home repairs

My trusty wrench and I attacked the upstairs bathroom yesterday. There are now new guts in the toilet and it is filling properly. In the meantime I am dealing with the yearly ant invasion. Every spring when the rains start they start trying to take over the house. Guess its time to spray with abandon.

The garden is waiting for me.

long weekend

This is the first time I have ever worked somewhere that gave me Good Friday off as a paid holiday. It is rather nice and puts a holiday into a part of the year that I always thought was too long between holidays. It looks like the weather will be nice for any egg hunts that go on. My Brigid is just walking, I will have to ask Sean if they are having one for her.

Most likely I will be outside most of my holiday, I think I need to do the first mowing. The little seeds I planted are starting to sprout and it won't be long before I start planting. I'm going to need to put them out on the patio for more light.

statistics counter

I have this little hit counter at the bottom of the page. It tells me how many people looked at my musings everyday. It also tells me where those hits originated from. The IP address is very visible along with the time and place.

“He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.”

Elbert Hubbard quote

Facebook

Why did I join Facebook? Oh yes, it was to keep up with the kids. Now I remember.

The numerous questions should have reminded me or at least given me pause long enough to stop typing. My politican affiliation? My religion? My likes and dislikes, reading list, music etc.

I am not looking for new friends or to pick up old friends who wandered away or most likely had a door shut in their face. I am not one to forget why I lost someone.

Sunday Morning

Looks like its going to be one of those overcast, moody, slow days. You know the kind I mean. I have a chicken thawing in a bowl of cold water for dinner tonight, the cats keep checking it out. I think I will go ahead and put my new Persian Lilac out on the porch in case it rains. I haven't planted it yet because of the cold snap and it has lived in the bathtub off and on for a couple of weeks now because I don't want the cats to nibble on it. After I move it I think I will take a long shower and then fix brunch. I'm thinking omelet with cheddar and asparagus from the garden. I planted my onion sets yesterday and started some seeds in peat pots. Cherokee Purple and Black Krim tomatoes and some lemon cucumbers and a petite cantaloupe, all heirloom seeds. So far I have volunteer lettuce and potatoes coming up in the garden and I think I saw marigold seedlings out there yesterday. I always have marigolds come up by themselves. This year I plan to give many of them away as they nearly took over the garden last year.

weekend

My HR lady told me today that I had to fill out a LOA form to get paid for the 2.5 hours I was at the doctor’s office. So I’m thinking that I will sneak the form in on top of my boss’s desk while she is out..except that when I’m almost into her office she shows up. Talk about timing. My whole day has been mistimed, but that’s another story.

Ah well, count my blessings and go on.

Looks like I may get to work in the garden this weekend. I need to trim the hedge too, bet I can find a girl to do that for me.

The list

I emailed myself a list at work today so that I would remember everything I had been thinking about writing down.

The first thing was the fact that I have come back into contact with so many people that I used to know here lately. It is really a strange feeling. I registered on classmates.com and now I have 20 signatures in my guestbook. I don’t remember having that many friends in high school. Of course I didn’t sign up for the gold membership yet because I’m not really sure I want to get involved just yet. Then last night Erin located someone I used to talk to all the time on AOL 10 years ago. Going from a very solitary person to this is just a little different feeling.

Then there is the matter of my boss (who swears she does not like to micromanage things). The woman now wants to pencil in our doctor appointments into her calendar in advance. I’m not sure exactly what is up with that. I managed to see my doctor on Tuesday and it was the same day I made the appointment and it just didn’t sit right with her. I’m almost afraid to make my dental appointment; she may bring out the nukes. This post has been edited.....after reading about bloggers rights. cough, cough, cough.....hairball as my cats would say.

04.01.09

I went in for my blood pressure checkup yesterday and it seems that my diet and exercise changes have done their job. My doctor cut my meds in half. Strange, it didn't seem to much change the amount I paid for the script though. My script only decreased by $5.00. For half the dose??? This somehow just doesn't seem right.

Snow?

OMG it is snowing. In just the last 25 minutes it has gone from rain to almost an inch of snow on the ground. This is more snow than I have seen all winter. Of course that is how it usually works in Oklahoma. I brought my Persian Lilac inside since I hadn't planted it yet. That will wait until next weekend. I started some tea water and started some soup for tonight. It feels like a soup day. Do some laundry, run the vacuum (cat hair begone.) and basically stay inside.

I took Maranda to work this morning before it started snowing. Ha Ha, I'm not the one that gets to pick her up tonight. Living with four twenty something girls has its perks.

The other fuse box

Sometimes I must admit that I am completely blindsided by stupidity. In my garage, just behind the weatherhead that the electricity comes through there is a small wooden cabinet. It looks more like a storage area than anything else. The man who owned this house prior to us was an engineer and after he retired he built on to the back of the house and added all sorts of storage places. Erin and Ashley and I were out looking the garage over, searching for a 220 plug for the dryer. We did find two such plugs and we were discussing moving the dryer to the garage. Erin must have received a "nudge" from her father because she looked at the cabinet and wanted to know what was in it. It was then that I remembered it contained more fuses. There isn't just one fuse box in there, there are several. They are all painted red and have on and off switches on the outside that must be turned off prior to opening. One of these is plainly labeled 220 laundryroom/dryer. Two new fuses later (purchased for $6.98 at Lowes) we are doing laundry again complete with drying. I am certain that Michael is laughing at me somewhere in the Summerland. Seriously, I seem to have three different locations for fuses.

the dryer

The dryer is not broken. Apparently my 220 connection is no longer strong enough to make the dryer heat air. It still runs, it just does not heat. If I call out a big company electrician they are going to tell me I need a whole new electrical box in my garage. Sorry, I don't have that kind of cash right now. I suppose I could run a clothesline in the backyard. I could go to the laundromat. I could also move the dryer into the living room where there is another 220 line. No, I will not be that redneck. There might possibly be another 220 outlet in the garage, I will have to look tonight. At any rate, I could always sell the nice Neptune dryer that is only a year old and buy a cheap one that runs on 110 current. That is a possibility.

St Patricks Day

It looks like I will be getting the dryer repaired today. Erin and Ashley are staying home to wait for the Maytag repairman.

And speaking of repairmen, I had Firestone repair my "check engine light" (erg valve) about three thousand miles ago when I got the oil changed. The light came back on the other day. Guess what the guys at Autozone told me was wrong with it. The erg valve. Strange, it doesn't look new. I guess I need to find that receipt and make sure it was the valve itself that they were supposed to fix. Could be that I need to send the leprechauns to visit Firestone.

At any rate, we aren't doing anything special today. I am going to fix some steamed cabbage and some smoked sausage for dinner. I really don't like corned beef.

animal hat

This is a cute little animal hat that I made for my granddaughter Brigid. I just happened to have a Vermont Teddy Bear handy to hold the hat up for me. I did have to pad her head with a washcloth since her head is more the size of a newborn and Brigid is a year old. This is one of my adaptations on a pattern and I liked the way the sides and back made the "ears" when I folded it to sew it up. This is made from Lion Brand Nature's Choice Organic Cotton yarn. This is a very soft yarn and I know it will not itch.

beasts

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life.

“A fight is going on inside me,” he says to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.

One is evil - he is anger, envy sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority and ego.

The other is good - he is gratitude, joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy ,generosity, truth, compassion and faith.

This same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather which wolf would win.

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

You must be the change you wish to see in the world - Mahatma Gandhi

Why?

Just a couple of things, tiny, small, insignificant things that tick me off; I do not want to see any more fat bellies when I go online.  I am so tired of seeing bellies inflate and deflate and jiggle and wiggle.  If I had a weight problem I would be even more ticked off.  I realize that the “fat” industry represents a very large (fat?) chunk of change, but I don’t want to see it.  I am the heaviest I have ever been in my life right now and yeah I could stand to move about 5 pounds somewhere else.  But I only weigh 130 and I’m sure that the gym and my daily walk will help me do that privately.  No diet plan, no pills, no photo sessions.  I may or may not decide to make my belly public. 

 

The other thing is red lipstick.  All my life I wanted to wear red lipstick but held back because it would make me look like an old lady.  Only old ladies wore it when I was younger.  Old ladies and ladies of ill repute that is.  Now as I approach that age group, I find that it is the younger generation that is wearing the red lipstick.  Hey, did I overshoot my age group?  Did I warp to another dimension?  Or is red just not my generations color?  I know we rejected everything and embraced everything and replaced it all at least twice but did someone forget to pack the red lipstick?

 

No matter, I am going to wear whatever I feel like wearing.

 

 

 

I tried to trick it into raining last night by watering the garden. It didn't work. I guess I will have to water again tonight. I think I will start walking tonight when I get home. With the time change it will still be light enough. I wonder if the girls would be interested in tagging along. I need to get in at least a half hour. I could take my camera with me and take pictures of spring in Tulsa. Hmm an idea.

DST

Well, I will say one thing for DST, it is still dark when I get out of bed now. And it will be nice that it is still light for awhile after work.

I did manage to get my brake light changed this weekend. I actually got the brake light cover off the car without a major cursing episode. It did take me more than hour but I did finally coax the lovely little red and clear piece of plastic off the car. I also got the first level of weeding done in the garden. There was asparagus hiding in there. Now the asparagus is in my freezer. It will go nicely in an omelet. I also found lettuce that had wintered over and the kale seems to have survived. It will be interesting to see what comes up volunteer this year. I ordered some heirloom tomato seeds with a guy at work. I ask for Cherokee Purple and Black Krim. Other than that I most likely will just stick to local sources.

Friday

My “To Do” list seems to be growing for this weekend.  I am finally going to attempt to put a new brake light and signal light in my Focus.  It is going to be a nice weekend and at least I can take the back of my car apart in the warm weather.  Unfortunately I am going to have to take it apart to get to the lights.  At least I have a Haynes manual with written instructions.  Perhaps one of my neighbors will take pity on me and pitch in to help.  Why car manufacturers make it so hard to change the lights I have no idea.  If they were planning on me taking it in to a mechanic and paying $40.00 or whatever for someone to do it for me, then they must not know how tenacious some females can be. 

 

We had a fire next door at work today.  There were 7 fire trucks that I saw and someone said there were more on the other side of the building.  It didn’t turn out to be much of a fire but we all still got to file outside and sit on the grass to watch.  The people next door weren’t there as they have started working a 4 day week.  I did have my camera with me and I will post the picture later tonight after I get home.

 

Oh and before I forget, the silica supplement is working.  I can tell a difference in my knees and my fingernails.  I actually sat down cross legged in the grass to watch the fire trucks.

 

 

 

This is a picture of my yard on the day the pear trees came down. Luckly it was January and all the plants were still dormant.

Yardwork

It is strange how I usually have a stream of thought when I am away from home.  Usually it is when I am driving around town, or at work.  Knowing how to post from my email has enabled me to put some of that into my blog. 

 

I took a walk around my yard this morning before I left for work.  I have daffodils blooming and crocus.  My daylilies and salvia are both growing upwards and the columbine is peeking out from under its leaf covering that I pulled up on top of it last fall.  It will be strange to have the west side of my yard in full sun this year, since the electric company took out the 4 Bradford Pear trees that used to block the sun from that part of the yard.  Its not that I will miss the trees and they were much too close to the power lines, but it will make that into a sun garden.  I’m imagining my garden expanding.  I will need a trellis and a new rose and perhaps a bench.  I will need to move some plants around as well.  This weekend I will begin the transformation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I love scarves

This is a very light weight yarn that I found in the "Sale (read clearance) Bin" at Michaels. It is Patons Lacette, a fingering weight yarn. The border is made with feather and fan lace. stitch. I played around with a celtic knot in the center and finally ripped it out. I'm not ready for celtic knot knitting yet. Perhaps in a bulky yarn where I can see the stitches better.

Springtime top

This is adapted from a pattern I found on Ravelry. I believe it is called aryan lace. I just love this yarn. This is a bamboo blend from Caron called Spa. It is actually a rayon and acrylic yarn and I look forward to making many projects from this yarn. I stopped the lace patterns on this sweater above the bra line so that there would be no show through. I believe that I will put short sleeves on this one.

Cold Snap

It dropped down to 18 degrees this morning after being 71 just two days ago. I'm convinced that this only happens in Oklahoma. So I picked up my knitting this morning and am trying to make up my mind which project to either work on or finish.

This is my lace panel vest. It is the closest to being finished. I only have to finish the ribbing on the armholes. I must admit that this was done without a pattern. I liked the lace panel and incorporated it into the vest. The roll down collar was a total improvisation. It is made with sport weight yarn and I am really looking forward to wearing it.

Borrowing?

I keep hearing all this talk about making it easier for banks to lend money to individuals and businesses. Wouldn't it be a hoot if no one took the bait? I mean seriously, if you can't pay for it obviously you don't really need it. I am almost at the point of only having my house left to pay for. Yes, things do come up. For instance, when I sprang a leak in the den ceiling it ruined some of the tiles and I havent replaced them because I cant find a match for the pattern. I will need to replace the entire ceiling with new tiles if they are going to match. I am saving for that project. In the meantime, the dryer has gone on the fritz. I think it may be covered under warranty but I will still have to pay for a service call Im sure. It's going to have to wait. I have a drying rack and it's getting warm outdoors now. I am still sticking to my stock purchasing plan through all of this. I am picking up some really good stocks at great prices that Im sure I will appreciate having ten years from now. I need to get these set up now since I will need to rely on the dividends in retirement.
I'm buying Oneok again tomorrow. OKS

This lovely lady came to visit us at the office on Friday. She took a rose petal from me and ate it. I guess lemurs like to eat roses. Lori, who is a contract drafter for us at work, owns the "Wild Sanctuary" out between Broken Arrow and Bixby. Lori occasionally brings her babies in to visit us.

This is my latest complete project. A "Baby Surprise Jacket" made completely without the pattern. It took me a bit of trial and error but it didn't take too long to figure it out. There are only 2 seams across the shoulders. Think about that. I put a notched collar on it and wooden buttons. I just sent this off to my granddaughter Brigid for her birthday on the 17th.

What? I have a life?

Getting on with life is becomming more enjoyable. I have really had some fun getting back into knitting this last month and have almost finished a jacket for my granddaughter started a cowl for her mother and am playing around with some lace stitches. My knitting basket has really grown in size.
Have started looking around for a gym to join again but I really don't want to sign a contract after having been burned. Planet fittness is starting to sound good. I could join the Pit Power Club down the street but its always overcrowded. I suppose I could walk down there and then I wouldnt need a parking space.
I have started taking a new supplement daily with my herbal regieme. Silica, good for hair, nails,
skin, and joints. It boosts collagen production supposedly. I will see how it works. I started it last weekend and I think I may be feeling a difference in my knees. I will give it another week or so and see if I can sit in the floor comfortably again. I am bound and determined to be able to do that. If I have to take up Yoga I will.

The finished sweater on Erin

Finally got the picture to load from work.

I got a new photocard for my digital camera and my computer doesnt seem to like it . Either that or the usb ports are not working any longer. Whatever, I will try loading pictures from work. I knitted Erin a sweater that is just as cute as a button and I took pictures of the AEP crew that was taking down the Bradford pear trees in the side yard. I told them to just take all 4 of them and that way I wouldnt have to have them in the yard again. HaHa. I will plant lilac bushes out there I think.

The Edge

My son called this weekend with news that an old friend of the family was in hospice care due to lung cancer.  My thoughts of course went over the various facets of his life that had intertwined with mine.  Although he was my husband’s friend more so than mine, he was there at the beginning of things.  It seems as if the first wave of my generation is falling off.  Perhaps it is the second wave and Viet Nam was the first wave.  At any rate, the risk takers, those who lived on the edge or walked the line are the ones we are losing now.  Not that I haven’t walked my share of lines.