Doodling

The other day, in one of my random rambles through the internet, I came across something called “zentangles.”  Ooooh, this looked like fun!   I turned to google, and that led me to Amazon, and I promptly loaded my cart with books and tools of the trade.  

I never hit the check out now button, I know me too well.   I did some more research.  It appears that these “zentangles” are basically doodles, filled with specific designs.   Done on small “tiles” (pieces of paper), apparently the marking of the design is a form of meditation.   

I have drawing pads, pencils and pens.  I think I can doodle without a book, or an expensive set of pens, to show me what to do.   

I emptied my cart.  And then I cruised pinterest and found a tutorial on making button bracelets.   My granddaughter likes those better than any old doodles.  

 

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This and that Tuesday

We went for a walk.   That’s a truly wonderful thing, since we haven’t been able to walk for at least the past month.   I got some really good advice about using the Halti and I put it in practice and SUCCESS!  Very little pulling, I just need to work on me now, on letting Max correct himself when he pulls instead of me trying to correct with the collar pop.   It’s SUCH a relief!  I didn’t realize how much I missed it till Sunday, when we just went out on the road and moved!   It’s amazing what it does for my anxiety levels, and for Max’s general mental health – he is so much more settled, more calm.   It’s wonderful!  And now we can do it, I’m so happy!

I saw a button bracelet on pinterest, and of course, had to try it.    I got the materials for next to nothing and created this:

I think my granddaughter will like it, but I also think it needs a few more buttons.   I’ll work on it more tomorrow.

 

I did nothing on the quilt.  I would feel guilty but I can make up for it tomorrow.  Today was sort of a mess – Bear had to go in early, and I went to dinner with a friend, at a time when I never eat a meal.  It was fun, nonetheless.  I took along a bottle of wine that was just wayyyyyyyyy too dry for us, so we gave it to the people at the next table.  They thought it was great!  🙂

Class tomorrow.   Not a fan of early days but I’ve been enjoying this class so I’ll suffer through it.

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Snow and wet dogs

I hate snow.   I don’t think that’s news to anyone.   I hate snow mostly because of my driveway, but I also hate being cold.   It makes me ache, makes me hurt, I just don’t see much of anything worthwhile in it.   

My dog, however, loves this shit.   He wants to stay on the porch, he wants the front door open, he wants to go roll in it and come in wet, and then do the same five minutes later.  It’s not fun after the first time.   

 

My shoulders hurt.  My back hurts.  I’m a pile of woe. A pile of woe who’s trying to remind myself that every breath brings me closer to Spring.   Just get me through this latest storm and let me keep my sanity.  

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It sure is Monday!

Max woke me up at some point, whining in his sleep.  I think it was a bad dream, he settled right down when I put my hand on him.   He went back to sleep, I was awake for an hour just petting him.

The phone rang at 9:15, my cell.  I didn’t recognize the number so I didn’t answer it.  No message – but immediately the house phone rang.  I heard the answering machine kick on and a voice, so I got up, came downstairs and checked the message.  It was the vet calling, wanted me to call back about Max.    He had called on Saturday and left a message that Max’s thyroid test came back fine, so why was he calling again?   I called, he was in surgery.  I called an hour later, still in surgery.  Now I’m in panic mode.

Hubby, in an effort to distract me, started telling me that it may snow on Friday and he’ll have to take the truck to work.  It’s Monday.   The forecast will change at least 8 times till Friday, at which point they’ll either decide we’re getting a blizzard or we’re getting nothing, and oh, sorry for making you worry about it all week.

Finally, after two hours, the vet called.   He just wanted to make sure I got his message.   ~~thunk~~   I told him he had scared the shit out of me.   🙂   Max and I took a ride down to the office and got his meds refilled.   I put the Halti on him and we managed to walk as far as the corner of the building.  Progress!  Slow, but still progress.

Now if I can just get him to settle down inside the house.  It’s too cold for the front door to be open!

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It’s not fatal

It only felt like it for a few days.   

Yesterday I paid the price for taking Max to sell coupon books  – fierce pain across my shoulders.  He pulls so much, when he wants to go somewhere I can’t hold him back.   So we worked with the Halti and I think we made some progress.   I hope so , anyway.

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Being sick

Is not much fun
I really don’t do sick well
I’m just a crying whining pile of hurt
Doctor tomorrow.
He’ll probably tell me it’s something that only affects one out of a gazillion people and has no cure. Or the cure will make me grow a mustache. On my butt.
Sigh

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Early morning, late night

Got up at 7 am. I don’t know how people do that every day – it’s a killer. I got a nap, but not long enough – because my uncle called and he’s 91 and hey, he’s more important than a nap. Then it was the chiro, and she beat me up – but I needed that. And before long, Keeno was here, and he and Max were playing and by the time he left, it was time to make supper.

I’m tired. I should go to bed. I’m 90% sure I have a UTI so I’ll be calling the doctor tomorrow. It’s not the black death after all.

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Tuesday

We went out and ran our errands, went to the bank and the post office. I didn’t feel like going home, so we went cruising down the road and ended up stopping at the beer distributor. It seemed like I needed a reason to go for a drive, and now I won’t have to go there tomorrow. Came home the back way, and decided “what the heck” so we kept going and stopped for gas.

I’m trying really hard to ignore weather reports. They’re downplaying things, saying it’s gonna be a “nuisance.” But that nuisance will be when I have to drive. I keep telling myself that worry won’t change it. It’s not working. Okay, maybe it’s working a little.

I don’t have to be anywhere till 9:30 tomorrow morning. So there’s no need to worry till then. Perhaps some quilting will ease my mind.

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My challenge to myself

Is to blog every day for as long as I can. Today, it’s hard to get motivated. I’m not a morning person, and I had to be up at 7. To teach a class – which hopefully will be a good one, since one of my colleagues is taking it. That’s a strange sort of thing – I feel sort of like I have to be on my best behavior and make sure everything is perfect. That could be a good thing, though. It might keep the crabby pants away!

So today’s post is a little bit of not much, but it’s a post! So it counts

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The quilting has begun

I finished one block last night. Progress! I’ve got three done, out of 81. And I must say, it looks pretty darned good. I’m happy with it.

It’s been a journey, one that isn’t over. Lots of memories, lots of “stuff” has been found. Memories of quilting with my mother, of the way she did things. Memories of the times we sat at the dining room table and cut blocks, and took turns at the sewing machine, and taking stitches in fabric – stitches that held us together and held our memories.

I’ve found actual stuff – blocks that I cut, blocks that my mother cut and sewed. I think it’s time to finish them. It’s time to let go. Not totally – just turning those blocks into a quilt will allow me to keep them, but to see them as part of my now in a different way. Part of the past, transformed, and part of my present.

There are some bad memories in there too. I’m hoping this will give them less power.

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