This week’s challenge is ‘Happiness Is…’.
- Something with a story behind it.
I made this little bag on a trip to Lake Tahoe. It’s single crochet, in the back loops only, so that every row has the little rib. I used recycled Thai sari silk yarn that I bought on ebay. I plan on lining it and adding a zipper so that I can carry stuff in my tote bag and not lose it as easily.
- A Random and Odd photo.
- In keeping with the recurring wedding theme, a photo of something borrowed.
I didn’t borrow the cuff. I borrowed the loom from my daughter to make this cuff.
I finally finished the third Burda 8665. Buttonholes terrify me. I’m always afraid that I’m really going to screw them up. And it’s hard, altho not impossible, to recover from a buttonhole blunder.
The thing is that I use the programmed buttonholes in my Bernina 180E. They almost always come out perfect. In fact, I haven’t had a buttonhole blunder since I started using them.
But I’m still afraid.
Neefer, you’re an Angel!
Just like the haloed and winged guardians of good, you truly have a heart of gold, sweet Angel. Whenever there’s a chance to pitch in, save the day or just make life easier for the people around you, you’re the one for the job.
You don’t just jump in without planning — you use your angelic head to figure out how to do things right the first time, like only the most dependable goddesses can. Whether brainstorming a new solution to a problem, planning a surprise party for your parents, or lending your friends a wing to cry on, you’ve got the right instincts, so follow them whenever you can. As natural as it is for you to take care of the people around you, don’t forget to treat yourself right, too. The best friendships, and loves, of a lifetime tend to blossom when you become your own guardian angel.
So don’t listen to those who say nice girls finish last. People have always seen you as a goddess of thoughtfulness and good intentions, and it hasn’t slowed you down a bit. All in all, Angel, you’ve got it made with your glowing attitude and ability to see from on high. So get out there and change the world!
Rita Moreno plays county fair
I fell on my knee Monday evening, and I’ve been in a brace, unwilling to bend for fear of extreme pain, since then. I had Osgood-Schlatter disease, so now I have a calcification at the top of my tibia. Of course, I landed right on that spot. No permanent damage, and everything will be fine when the swelling goes down. No bending -> no sewing.
I’m feeling very overwhelmed. The bitch doctor (an opinion shared by co-workers) took away my time off w/pay to go to therapy. I wasn’t supposed to have it in the first place, but she’s the one who screwed up. I did everything right.
One of my therapists is moving back to Austrailia to take care of her parents. Her parents are the same age as mine, so I totally understand the whys and hows, and I know that she can’t take care of me if she’s not taking care of herself. Still, I’m upset and feeling abandoned and lost (even tho I have like 5 other therapists that I see).
Did I mention that all this stuff is making the depression harder to handle? I want to drink lots and lots of water and make myself throw up. There I admitted that; hopefully, I won’t do it now.
Gosh, I just feel the anxiety churning in me. Ugh! Last night I had this nightmare, and I woke up during it and said to myself, “This has to stop” meaning the dream. It was about my daughter, so I got up and checked on her. She was snoring away. I went back to sleep and fell back into the dream. It got so bad that I shouted out, “NO!” and woke Chunguita up. Gah!