Monday, December 11, 2017
Yesterday was Nora's family birthday party, today is the actual birthday.
From her mom and dad: an Under Armour hoodie plus a music stand that she put together right away. I was impressed with her dad, giving her the tools and guiding her but letting her do the work.
From aunts Sarah and Winnie, a drum pad and drum sticks. I understand that there is a blister on her finger this morning from all that drumming. From Aunt Tina, pretty fluffy onsie pajamas. From Grandma and Pap, Twisted Peppermint bath bombs and shower gel. From Bridget, a game she wanted. From me, mint Converse shoes and athletic pants. And, from the neighbor boys, a Red Ryder BB gun that brought a huge grin.
I am listing the gifts, not to be consumer-oriented but to illustrate the diversity of likes of a thirteen-year-old girl. I hope she maintains that diversity always, not getting bogged down with the "shoulds" and "what everyone else wants."
That's my real birthday wish for her.
Sunday, December 10, 2017
Do you remember having these Shiny Brite ornaments long ago? And, do you remember that, no matter how careful you were, once in a while your finger would poke through the delicate glass? Or, was that only me?
I've seen ads this year for those molded candles like my mother had. Santa, angels, reindeer. Never lit, just treasured.
I've fallen into a hole these past couple of days, but this is not the season for it. So, a few things on my list for today. I've been using Steven Covey's Big Rocks, Medium Rocks, Small Rocks plan recently and that's a good plan for me.
If I just make a list, I tend to pick out the things I like instead of the things that are timely or important. Actually separating out what needs to be done is helpful. Along with still doing some of those things that I like!
Saturday, December 9, 2017
. . . just not here.
This is Sarah at work at the North Carolina Arboretum. Eventually the snow came too quickly for a blower and they had to switch to a plow. Winter Lights was cancelled for the evening.
I hope she was able to get back into work this morning to start snow removal once again.
Here, it's cold. I need to get out my warm winter coat. But, no snow. Maybe a bit this afternoon.
I've done well with my to-do lists lately, more about that another day, but yesterday afternoon I just gave it up, after my trip to the post office and the bank. I have a good book that was calling me and I was just weary. Weary. My mother-in-law used to use that word, and I always think of her when I say it.
Saying a quick prayer for the people in California who are in the fire area. I just can't imagine.
Thursday, December 7, 2017
Little projects I made for the work open house last Saturday.
If you're looking for some quick embroidery projects:
Anita Goodesign Bottle Aprons
Kimberbell It's A Cinch! for in-the-hoop gift bags
Kimberbell Holiday Mug Rugs
The little patterned circles are surrounds for little LED lights (they have to be LED), linen heart to try with your applique stitch, and blue ornament with Timtex and satin stitching.
Last night I took Nora to meet her Mom at the beauty shop and it was such a treat for me to have that time with just her. She talked a lot about playing trombone in the band, one of her favorite activities right now. And about how she hoped that Kelly wouldn't have to cut too much off her hair's length to get rid of the split ends.
I told her again about the day she was born, sitting in the hospital rocking her most of the day. Looking at the light snow falling outside. Sharing the rocking time with her other grandmother who came in the evening. Remembering the doctor visit, when the doctor said she had a broken collarbone, detectable by a little bump, but that it would be just fine. And it was.
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
Christmas approaches. Nora's birthday is next week. Time goes on too quickly to suit me.
The little white tree is turning pale yellow and this year lots of little plastic needles fell off. Half the lights didn't light and I had to cut them off. I've decided that pre-lit trees are a bad idea, unless you go in with the mindset of a few years, over and out. And that seems just too wasteful to me.
I pictured shoving that little tree into the trash can, but went on, and now the tree looks lovely. I have it in my office and use it as light early in the morning as the sky lights up. It's a gentle reminder of my mother, who loved bird ornaments with their soft tails.
My mother died on a December 19 and my dad on a December 18, not the same year. My husband died on December 8. There were years when I sort of dreaded to see December roll around. Many years later, though, I enjoy thinking of them throughout the holiday season. I love how the spirit heals and adjusts.
Saturday, November 25, 2017
I hadn't planned for it, but the day was so pretty that I did my last lawn mowing of the season. (Surely, it will be the last.) I could use a few more warm afternoons for general yard cleaning, but the mowing is the biggest thing. The thought of a few months without mowing sounds so luxurious.
My husband used to delight in calling his Michigan relatives to tell them that he was mowing the grass for the last time while they were shoveling snow.
After some figuring it out, my outside lights are lit. I used to just run an extension cord out of the garage, but I got a new garage door last winter and the seal is so nice that I didn't want to do that. I got one of those hardware store gadgets that you can screw in place of a light bulb. It has an outlet for plugging things in. Not perfect, but it works and I am happy.