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home again…

I just returned late Wed evening from a ten-day trip to Sisters, Oregon, my absolute-est favorite-est place on earth. This trip was my fifth since 2009, to attend a quilting class or two. In addition to having a super wonderful quilt shop, the small town of Sisters, population approximately 2000, has the most magnificent view of the Sisters Mountains, part of the Cascade Mountain Range. Even though I have seen those mountains – Faith, Hope and Charity – many times, they never cease to still my heart. Magnificent.

Sisters Mountains ~ I left my heart…

So, I’ve been home for nearly 48 hours and I’m slowly, very slowly, re-entering the atmosphere. It took most of yesterday to unpack and of course, attend to laundry. Today, I managed to get through the junk mail and, even though I’d not planned this, wound up clearing out a storage area underneath the stairs in the basement, which of course, necessitated a trip to the dump. And wow, before I knew it, the day’s over .

In my studio, there are lots of projects vying for my attention. Perhaps tomorrow I’ll have a little more get up n’ go…and then again, maybe I won’t . Time will tell. To be continued…

Cheers~

I was so busy last week I totally forgot to post about my day! Then I realized all three of us missed the week which I think is truly funny and so like each of us to be in synch like that.

This week on Wednesday my client’s online training group celebrated their learning and accomplishment over the past five months at a graduation ceremony in Maryland—I was with them in Spirit!

I treated myself to a day OFF in the middle of the week. I did go to CrossFit and helped Jeff briefly with a project plus we went for a swim, but the majority of the day I lost myself in a novel. Pure bliss to not have to stop and do something else except turn page after page after page. Ahhhhhhh, the life of a bibliophile for me. ;)

This period piece is set in Boston 1915 a year after our heroine lost her mother and sister on the Titanic. She seeks solace in a medium’s crystal ball and seemingly impossibly an opium den.

Summer is here and we’re swimming in a friend’s pool as often as possible—daily if our schedule allows.  Relaxing, soothes sore muscles, and is great exercise. Here are pix of our pool companions!

They love playing the fishing game with a rubber frog on the end of a fishing pole!

The gang: Oscar Jr., Jim, Molly, Noodle, and Oscar Meyer

Last week found each of us in the midst of something. Me? Beebe Medical Center. An ambulance took Jon to the ER in the wee hours of Sunday, May 6th. He was in kidney failure…but with medical/divine intervention, he really rallied by Thursday evening. We came home Saturday afternoon. Happy Mother’s Day to me.

Sunday, May 6th – Saturday, May 12th

Update: After spending most of the week in our dining room, Jon is strong enough to manage the stairs. He looks better than he has in a year. No, really. We are so thankful…

Mom in her Girl Guides uniform

Beautiful. Yes, I’m biased. Even more beautiful.

Monday, April 30:

7:00am CrossFit (I’ve been participating for a year!)
8:30am Donate blood
11:00am -1:30pm Weight Watchers Open Hours
2:30pm NAP! ;)
3:30pm Client call
Whew!

I’m not the ideal candidate for donating blood: my blood pressure runs very low like both my parents; my veins are small; I’m not a big fan of needles. The last time I gave blood it took fifteen minutes compared to the four or five it took each of my family members to donate. Brin and I came straight from our workout (see pix below) same as last time but my blood was flowing even slower this visit and they had to stop and dispose of the half bag I’d filled.  I was so disappointed—its a painful process for me when it’s successful but to endure for nothing was sad.  I may need to find another way to give back to my community and keep the love flowing.

STRONG is the new skinny!

Up, up, and away....I'm inching my way from a sixteen inch box to twenty inch.

this note…

Norman has a funny sense of humor; he likes to twist what you say or do just slightly. For example: I decide to bake steak fries and ask if I should put some on the tray for him. “No thanks” he replies. So I don’t. And then, when I’m ready to eat mine, he asks: “Did you make me some fries?,” knowing full well I didn’t … and he doesn’t want any, of course.

Mondays are my quilt guild day. Usually I leave home about 9 AM – long before Norman is up and stirring and I always leave him a status note about the trash, since Monday is also put out the trash for Tuesday collection day. Yesterday was no different. So you can imagine how much I laughed when I came home and saw my note, carefully edited by Norman. He’s a funny guy!

if you look closely, you can see where he edited the note so it reads" trash ready to go out "with you" ...

Just too funny and a Happy May Day to you, too!

Cheers~

Curling up with the warm words of My Dears, I realize just how thirsty – literally and figuratively – we each were for a full-on rainy day.  Here in Delaware, Jim and I made sure to do all of our running on that blue-sky Saturday in anticipation of hunkering down Sunday.

Saturday: Paw as Coach to both soccer teams. U6 for SMC & U3 for BEJC. Yes, Sunday morning proved a bit painful.

Then, a lazy wake-up to lacrosse finals, photo triage (oh my…), magazines, Grammy’s spaghetti sauce slow cooking most of the day and Ring Around the Rosie in the afternoon? Is there another word for heaven?

So grateful to be looking out my window at the rain and not my windshield. Thank you.

The photo prep for 31 Days/LOAD 512/LSNED 512 has pushed me into quote mode too. Enjoy…see you next Monday.

The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.
Roger Miller

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