I hear that blogging is dead. I know I haven't been doing my part. I miss Laurie at Crazy Aunt Purl. I miss Rabbitch, who went missing some time ago. I really miss One Whipped Mother, if only for the name. (Dotted Yellow Line, on the other hand, is back after a short hiatus. Happy!)
However, The Bloggess actually blogs once or twice or more every week, come hell or gall bladder. She makes me literally laugh out loud, or at the very least, she makes me happy. What's not to love about a woman who owns several taxidermy rodents?
As for me, I have been well. The summer weather was excellent until about two weeks ago, when it got all hot and dry on us. I have worn jeans almost exclusively since April or May, whenever it was that Leslie introduced me to the lower rise fit. I haven't gained back any of the 60 pounds I lost last year, and it is 11 months since I quit drinking. Me? Happy.
I don't visit my therapist anymore, but I know where she is if I need her again. I still try to get to Columbia once a week anyway. Leslie and I rent a little booth at the flea market Itchy's (in Columbia,) and the booth needs to be fluffed and restocked on some sort of regular basis. We are making a little bit of money at it, which is great, but I think of it more as a hobby. I like to think of myself as a very selective picker, focussing on small items from the 60s and 70s. That is the style in which I have furnished the downstairs of the house. All of that makes me happy.
I have been knitting and spinning and just recently, locker hooking. I saw a friend doing it and it seemed easy enough and I thought it might be a way to use up some yarn but I am sticking to the traditional fabric strips for the time being. After my first little floor mat, I am halfway done with a front porch rug that says, amongst pretty vines and flowers, GO AWAY. It makes me happy.
I am sewing only a bit. I volunteered to be secretary of The Piecemakers, my little town's quilt group of about 20 regulars.They make a lot of Linus quilts (over 200 this year) and that makes me happy.
Looks as though I will have a job soon, part-time and close by. No details until I know them. And yes, that makes me happy, too, to have a little job and my own income.
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