1. and now he is SIX!
Tuesday, June 9, Chris graduated from KDG to First grade – virtually! Yesterday, 10 June, he turned 6. We celebrated via Zoom and watched with drooling mouths as his cake was cut and eaten. Despite being miles apart, as far away as Ohio where his great grandad lives, we had a raucous good time…Norman and I celebrated with champagne, of course!
2. back to the future is now
Earlier this month, in this space and on my Instagram, I allowed as how I was learning the 3 Needle Bind Off technique for joining squares of the LogCabin9Patch lap blanket I’m knitting – or is it that I’m being knitted? Whatever, I’m running into a problem with dropping stitches, losing count. So it’s tink, tink, tink. I am determined to master this and have the 4 PM hour reserved for the endeavor. So far, success remains elusive but I shall push on…
3. it ain’t just broke
IT is Central Air and has to be replaced! The entire system, mais oui (but of course). Naturally one finds this out when the temperature is in the 90s with the humidity equally high! I guess it’s a good thing I am not going to Oregon this Fall, as I’d tentatively planned before Covid-19 …
Joining Unraveled Wednesday and 3 on Thursday this week. Do visit Kat and Carole and see what’s going on with others this week.
I think I feel a slight breeze. Wahoo!
The holiday weekend ushered in a finish with the pink yarn block of the log cabin lap robe and introduction of the green; the last color will be the blue, also shown…and then ? That’s to be determined.
I seem to be at a crossroads with whatever I pick up to read these days. I’ve a pile of books in various stages – but nothing’s truly grabbed me … so I dip into this, that, an oldie tho’ not necessarily a goodie, etc. I’m hosting our bi-monthly recent reads gathering next Tues; guess it would be good if the hostess had a title or two to share… Hmm, I wonder what it will be ‽
Yesterday was Chris’ first day of school – he’s now a full fledged kindergartner. Chris wanted to take the school bus last year but mom said when he was in kindergarten; the day finally arrived. Drum roll please, he was promoted to junior safety guard (whatever that is!). The photo below was taken when Chris arrived home. Elias was delighted when the school bus brought Chris home – he missed his big brother, a lot!
Joining Kat and friends for another week of unraveled wednesday.
I come to you from my niece’ Kayla’s graduation from high school – 609 strong!
Diplomas are being given out – and with them, peaks of joy and screams from friends and family in the stands. We are seated at the U of Maryland’s Xfinity Center – where basketball is played.
Soon our girl Kayla will walk across the stage … and I’ve no doubt we’ll be just as loud and excited! A milestone and a moment in our lives – for the graduates and their families . We’re proud of all and wish for them the realization of the promise this day holds for them … and us!
There she is! A Graduate!!! 10:39 am EST!
Go Kayla Go! You did it!
Kayla reached a milestone: her 18th birthday on Jan 29. Due to lousy weather, the planned gathering at a restaurant of her choice was postponed. Sunday afternoon, friends and family – including little Chris (Elias and Mama Dolly were sick) finally gathered for Italian food, thankful that earlier predictions for snow, ice, freezing rain, etc did not materialize. That was then…
Today, as I pen this post, we are gearing up for another round of icy rain and possibly snow. I went to the grocery store to get basics: bananas; eggs; soup n’ salad mixin’; another bag of ice melt… and just in case we’re snowbound: cashews and wine,
If predictions indeed do materialize, we’re ready!
This photo is of my youngest grand niece, Kayla, circa age 4. Today, she celebrates her 18th birthday! A family gathering for dinner at Maggiano‘s was planned; she wanted to celebrate on the actual date. Hey, one only turns 18 once. Well, as luck would have it, today’s weather forecast is calling for rain, snow, cold – courtesy of the Polar Vortex – to begin around PM rush hour traffic. So, she cancelled and will reschedule. Of course! We all applaud her for her graciousness in handling her disappointment. We are all disappointed. Looking at the variations of her name, its meaning and synonyms, I have to say her mother picked the best name for this young woman; she’s going far! Adulting is hard work and I think, know that she will meet the challenge with aplomb!
Speaking of words: according to quora, the OED – Oxford English Dictionary – second edition contains 171,476 words in current use, and 47,156 obsolete words. The number count varies due to a variety of factors… In my craft and sewing studios are wooden words that have been my guides and touchstones, my one little word/s, over the past nine years… This year’s word, in some ways, has been elusive; it sort of misses a bit of intrigue, verve. I keep trying out (other) words and find myself coming back to one – habit: Design. Action. Practice.
There are some habits in my repertoire I want to grow, strengthen, refine, cultivate, curate, and others I am determined to jettison. Watch this space…
Join(ing) Juliann and others on the last Tuesday of the month in sharing our experiences with our word/s. Have you chosen a one little word – OLW- for 2019?
Thinking about Mama: On this date, fifteen years ago, she died. Loss of a loved one, especially a parent, is always with one… but with each passing day, grief and pain yield to comfort, remembering the little things, that over the years, become treasured memories…
Giving thanks for our lives and the guidance she and my dad gave to both my sister and me, the grands and their children – some who only know her through photos, our stories, our memories…
Inspired and comforted being in my sewing studio, which was once her bedroom, especially with the sunlight streaming in. Remembering that my first blog – on blogger – was started as a way to remember and honor Mama and to document my stories …
Feeling warm, buoyed, honored and strengthened. Mama ( and Daddy) always treated us with respect, encouraging us to appreciate and be the very best version of ourselves – to learn … Ancora Imparo. I am still learning ~ Michelangelo
About the picture:
- The grapevine angel holds dried flowers sent to me by my dear friend Kathy when my mother died. I set them on the angel, never expecting the wreath to live this long. I treasure seeing it every day, many times a day…
- The statue of a weaver was made by my friend Pat’s mother and given to me by Pat – who knew my mother and that she also wove. The postcard photo of the Sandia Mountains in New Mexico overlooks the area where my mother’s cremains are buried…
- The quilted fleur de lis I made in honor of my mother two years ago; I shibori dyed the fabric and hand stitched the iris.
Today is my sister’s birthday. The above photo is of her and her first grandchild and namesake, Constance, aka as Dolly.
Today my sister has 2 children – a son and a daughter; 7 grands and 3 great grands.
Today I find it very hard to compute, that this person with whom I grew up (I’m older) – has several generations of grandchildren. We shared holidays, adventures, books, playtime with friends, pets – my sister was a good one for adopting a “stray” dog and bringing it home with promises of “I’ll take care of it!” And my dad would nod agreement, knowing all the while that he’d take care of it!
Today, I wish my sister a big Happy Happy, many more birthdays to come and
November’s Full Moon – Beaver or Full Frost Moon, as it’s sometimes called – was the perfect ending to a wonderful Thanksgiving with family and my friend Margaret:
- Food was delicious – and there was so much of it …
- Conversations delightful and …
- Birthday greetings for Elias who will celebrate his first birthday Tuesday, 27 November!
Chris; Dolly lighting the candles; Auntie Kayla; Mimi (Elias’ grandmother), Elias and Norman…
Big Brother Chris … Elias’ hero!
We are all eternally grateful that our Thanksgiving 2018 includes Dolly and Elias. Here’s to many more celebrations!
PS. Today has been a quiet, PJ day for me!
Today marks the 100th anniversary of the end of World War I. Heads of state from around the world met in Paris to honor and mark the veterans who fought, survived … and the thousands who didn’t.
Daddy told this story of his attempt to join the army in World War I : Off he arrived at an army center, to enlist – only to be turned away! Not because of race or any physical disability. He was just plain too young!
At the start of the war, when (I think) he tried to enlist, he was just 12 or 13 years old! Apparently, after asking him a few questions, the Army established his birth year, deciding he was born in 1901… He was sent off with these words: “Come back when you are old enough.”
And that he did, My father, Captain François, was a proud member of the United States Army, serving stateside during World War II and remaining in the US Army Reserves til his death, 34 years ago.
I am so grateful for his service, all who served and currently serve to make life better for us all. Peace.