Needless to say, I have thought about this blog a lot this week, about getting back to it. Confession: For a week I've been looking for my camera cord to add photos to the first post, to no avail. I have a new camera from Christmas but it's no good because the card doesn't fit my printer and without a cord there's no way I can upload images. Argh. I'm frustrated with myself and have almost exhausted the places where I can look for it. And the obvious...yes, I've tried my old Olympus cord, but it's not compatible with my Canon. There's one more thing I should mention....when I do find the cord, or buy a new one, I still have to figure out how to add photos to a blog, ahem!
Did I sew every day? Hmm - no. After my first post, I kept it up for two days and made 3 more blossoms for my project that I've named, Just for Japan {a spin-off from Hearts for Haiti.} I didn't set any real goals, but I did contact a friend who teaches apparel in a high school to see if her students might be able to make some pins and supplement what I can make. She came over to see the pins and took one with her to mull it over and perhaps show it to her students. I don't know where we're going with that, but if her students do make 2 or 3...or 5 each, it could mean 50 to 100 blossoms that will supplement what I can make and that can be sold.
Meantime, daily, the news out of Japan becomes more and more dire and I feel real urgency to do more than I've done so far.
I am disappointed that I didn't set a goal, but I have to "forgive" myself because I had a lot going on this week. Things like: Work each day. Meeting with my painter to see about progress on his projects at my house. Two trips to Home Depot to buy hardware for the house {for painter.} Boxed up items for Goodwill, Habitat for Humanity/Restore and for a guy at work to sell at a flea market, making somewhat of a dent in the things in the garage, but it's still a mess out there. Battled with a sore knee for a few days - pre-patellar bursitis, but it's better, thank you Father. Met with a designer to walk through my house to discuss what inexpensive upgrades I can do to the house. Baked cheese crackers two nights. Baked and iced a chocolate birthday cake over two nights. Had pottery friends over last night and then we all went to a gallery opening. Oh, and did I mention that I cleaned house, the downstairs anyway? And that I painted the closet under the stairs because the painter never got to it and I needed to put the things that were strewn all over the diningroom back into it? There was not much extra time for sewing and I can see why I only got 3 more blossoms made!
There were daily phone calls to my mom and my sister-in-law about my mom's health. All week my mom was ailing with a stomach bug, that over there they call "gastro" {as in "Mom's got gastro".} I'm concerned about my mom and praying for her. I'm terrified that she's giving up because she doesn't think she has anything left to live for. If only I could live down the street from her and shower her with love and respect. It's incredibly tough to be a daughter 8,000 miles away.
The highlight of my week was having my pottery friends over for appetisers last night. We were once "The Wednesday Night Class" {infamous, maybe!} We all got along so well, that here a few years later, we still enjoy each others' company. I'd heard our teacher was having a gallery showing and thought how fun to go as a group to cheer him on. One of the gang had a birthday last week so for something desserty I made him the chocolate birthday cake. Don't get me wrong, I loved having my friends over {we had a fabulous time catching up} but it did spur me into action to clean up some messes and complete some things downstairs that I was working on in tandem with my painter.
I am like that, you know. At times {more often than I do it} I need self induced prodding, and there's nothing like company to light a fire under my tail.
And bless Irene's heart....she remembered my fetish for Typhoo Decaf tea. Having seen some at Earth Fare, she brought me a box, complete with a bow. She lived in England for a while. She truly understands the need for tea.
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