Blessings

This has been one unforgettable week. I had planned on stitching until my arm fell off but God had other plans. Here is my weekly progress.



I was asked if I bought anything on my road trip. I wish I had that much will power. Here is a portion of what I purchased.

I missed posting on Memorial Day and I wanted to show you my patriotic plate. I travel to see my sister every other year out to San Diego. We try to take a painting class when I am there. Here is what I painted at the all day seminar.

When it rains it pours. Saturday, we moved Megan back home . Of course nothing can be simple. We were moving Megan's furniture out to the lawn, so when DH showed up we could just throw it on the back of the truck. I am talking college furniture here, nothing valuable. Sounds pretty simple, unless you are Megan carrying a glass desktop and hit the corner of it on the cement sidewalk, shattering it. Megan cut her leg pretty good. She thought she needed stitches, I thought we could butterfly it. After scrambling around, we came up with some band aids to butterfly it. I don't want to sound like a bad mom here, but it really wasn't deep enough for stitches after we cleaned the cut.

Now here is where life throws you a curve ball. I received a phone call from one of George's "friends" (using this term loosely)that he had passed out at the Indy 500. I needed to get to the ER asap. He collapsed on lap 158. One minute he was talking, the next he was slurring his words, then collapsed. Now common sense would say something is wrong, they let him lay there until the race was over, 40 minutes. He could have died, in fact he quit breathing. A good Samaritan called the EMTs into the bleachers to get him. They rushed him to the ER, did a Cat-scan couldn't find any thing wrong.

They later transferred him to ICU. When they allowed me into the ICU, I warned the nurse that George could and would be a real pistol when he woke up. She assured me she could hand him, Nurse Ratched as she referred to herself. The girls & I were talking amongst ourselves how she didn't know George.

On Monday morning, they let the sedation wear off. He woke up wondering why he was tied to a bed and had a tube down his throat. After they removed the breathing tube, he wanted to know who won the race. He must have given her a really hard time, because when he wanted to call me the nurse told him I was busy reading over his life insurance policy. lol!

They later released him, but he had to promise to get an MRI. He is doing fine now, but probably aged me 10 years. In fact, he went to work on Tuesday. He is scheduled to have an MRI tomorrow. Hopefully, this will shed some light on what caused him to collapse. You can imagine why I am counting my blessings, this could have turn out completely different. Thank goodness for the angel looking out for him. I will keep you posted on the results.

Thanks for all your comments. Until next time, keep stitching!

A very little progress

I can't believe it's Thursday already. Time to post progress on my CHS stocking. I am almost embarrassed by my lack of stitching this week.

I had to write a paper on,"Were we better off in 1920 rather than 1980?" Since I was born in the early 60's, twenty-five years earlier than my fellow students. I have a little more first hand experience than they do. I have seen plenty of changes so far in my lifetime. My girls have not had the pleasure of listening to a record player or 8-track tape. They never talked on a telephone party line,watched a black/white TV,or detasseled corn for a summer job. Company computers use to take up a whole room, you could not afford to buy a personal computer and car phones came in a portable box. Boy, do I feel old!

Last week one of the students asked the professor if he had one of those ugly polio marks on his arm. He replied he was not old enough to have a mark then he looked at me. Speaking before thinking, I said I do have one, but is not on my arm. That was probably TMI because I heard a few snickers. Then I could hear them gossiping in the background, "How old is she anyway?" lol!!!! Then I felt really old. I knew I should have taken this class online.

It is mushroom season in Indiana. It is quite the contest with the men around here on who can find the most and earns bragging rights for the next year. You can almost smell the testosterone. Mushrooms sell for $18 a pound. Ridiculous! I would rather have shrimp or lobster or both. My dh loves when mushroom season rolls around. Not me, I like to eat them but I do not like to hunt them. It seems like I come home with more than mushrooms(ie-poison ivy or ticks). No thank you. This weekend there will be a festival at Mansfield. They have a contest on who brings in the most or the biggest. Vendors come to sell a few crafts and antiques. I like to go just to walk around and enjoy the day.
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A Virtuous Woman

I am doing a CHS stocking SAL with Annemarie at Orts & Ends and Barbara at Mainely Stitching. No deadlines, no pressure, I just have to post every Thursday my progress. Two stitches count as progress, yeah!

I received this stocking as a gift and I hated not working on it when quite a bit of money was spent on something I had to have. So after reading Ort & Ends blog, I emailed Annemarie to ask her if I could join in the fun.

I am stitching the stocking on 36ct. Pearled Barley with NPI. Please check back next Thursday, for more progress. I need to be kept on task until completed. Sometimes I feel like I have ADD and can be easily distracted by a new design. Know what I mean?

I thought I would share one of the covered bridges of Putnam County. I have four covered bridges with 15 minutes of my house. There use to be quite a few more in this area but they were lost to floods or arson. They did come in handy during the buggy wagon era. People use to pull into them to get out of the weather.

I also thought I would share with you an old building on the DePauw Campus in Greencastle. It is one of the those building that you drive by and don't notice any more. Although I don't know how, it looks so stately. (I hate it when the pictures post out of order.) Thanks for stopping by and leaving comments.