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.

 

 

 

My apologies to those of you who have been following my posts and also to those of you in my online linkshell . I have fallen into a creative hole and it looks like I am going to have to knit myself out of it. Yes, I said knit. Many years ago, actually this was pre-children, I used to knit and crochet a lot. And as usual, I have 3 different projects started at the same time. When I finish I will post pictures.

Christmas was a nice lazy day for us here. We had ham for dinner and Erin made garlic mashed potatoes. We now have ham in the freezer and I have a hambone cooking on the stove for split pea soup tonight.

I did want to explain the "wolf" comment though. I am part Cherokee and born to the wolfclan. The clan passes through the mother's line of descent so my children are also wolfclan.

Happy and Prosperous New Year to all of you!

Busy November

OK, so I got trucked off during the month of November and didn’t get a lot posted. The girls seem to have settled in and the 2 sets of cats are working out their differences. Ha Ha! I broke up a cat fight this weekend and after finding blood on the kitchen cabinet went to see just who was bleeding. I never did find a wounded kitty though. However in the process I did manage to get bit. Had to soak my hand in Epsom salts water to take the swelling down and no I’m not going to the doctor with it. I put tea tree oil on it to kill any bacteria and that was that. Hand looks almost as good as new today. It’s turning colder finally around here and Sean turned my furnace on when he came for Thanksgiving. He and his family are moving to the Boulder area this week and my daughter is going with them to help them move and navigate. I guess I’m going to learn to drive to Boulder next vacation. Oh well, that’s the price of having kids grow up. Perhaps this weekend after all the dust settles I can get the final weeding done in the garden, I would like that. No shopping you ask? Not me. I never venture out on Black Friday. And very rarely do I shop at all. I pretty much have in my head what the Christmas gifts will be and that’s it. Get them and go. Avoid the malls at all costs. And that’s not because of the economy, that’s just me.

Tornado watch

They just issued a tornado watch through this evening.  Yes, its autumn in Oklahoma and tornado season is supposedly over. Lately though we have experienced changing weather patterns.  Global warming no doubt is to blame.  Last year I didn’t light my pilot until the first of November and so far this year I have only lit the one upstairs.  When Sean comes home in another week or so I will get him to turn on the downstairs one.  Gas prices have dropped down to $1.87 a gallon here also.  I can only imagine how much Natural Gas has dropped again.  The gas company certainly isn’t telling us.

 

 

 

Memorial Park visit

We took the afternoon of Nov 1 to visit Memorial Park.  I have always gone before Halloween but now I know I am not the only one who leaves crazy things on gravestones.  Someone had put up a scarecrow, not a large one you understand.  The grave of a 2 yr old was covered with plastic orange pumpkins, and a young boy’s gravestone was covered with toy metal cars and a baseball.  My Butterfinger doesn’t seem so strange anymore.  We also went and found Doc and Edna while we were there.  Since Erin and Sean are the only ones left of the family I felt they needed to know where it was.  I guess that is one drawback of having a really small family.