Recently, my daughter-in-law sent me a text. It was a picture of a bare wall that they have in their house that is the first wall you see when you walk in. In that text she requested “something spiffy” to go on that wall, and that it go along with the two pictures I did for the grand kids.
So I worked on that project this weekend. The entire weekend. of course, I can see where it could be improved on but I am very happy to say….. It turned out much better than I anticipated. It’s awesome! I only have a finishing touch or two and it is completely finished. (an edging around the outside of the frames would be nice, and clean)
Although it is their Christmas present, my son will be out to sea during that time so I am sending it early. Both so that he may see it, and so that he can hang it. Take a peek at the pics below. It was actually quite a bit of work, hadn’t realized how much until I was working on it, but it was so worth it!
I currently have multiple things on my plate that I would like to get to, but for some reason, I don’t (like this blog for one). Isn’t that always the case?
I have things to finish, things to start, and things to say, but I seem to be tongue tied at the moment. So, I figured that something (even unorganized, unspecified ramblings) is better than nothing.
We had two deaths in the family recently, on the same day. On that same day we found a trapped, hurt kitten that has now become a healthy part of our family.
My youngest son, who struggles in school, has started online school again. It is going much better this year, but that is because I am sitting and working with him after work. Eventually he will be confident enough to do some of the stuff in his own, but in the meantime I am devoting my time to helping him understand it and be more comfortable with it.
I have a few craft things I have completed but are now sitting around collecting dust. Id like to get pictures of them to show off on here but….
I also need to finish working on a project for a friend for Christmas. I know, its not even October, but that’s why I start it now. That way it will get done in time. I also have had my daughter in law request a picture for their empty wall so I need to get started on that too. Especially since I have come up with a really good idea of what/how to do it.
And then today my son brought up cat toys. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it sooner but I know have ribbon, feathers, and bells that would be perfect for making some kitten plaything concoction.
I have however, invited anyone & everyone I know to my birthday celebration/vacation to Laughlin in October on both Facebook and email. So far, my mother is going. As it stands right now, I will not be surprised if that’s all who goes since that is usually what happens.
BUT…. I have been in a good and productive mood all day (finally) and I intend to keep it that way so….
Another quote from inspirationalspark.com
“A bend in the road is not the end of the road… unless you fail to make the turn.”. ~ author unknown
Ok, so I wasn’t really looking for lemons, but I’ve found them. I guess I could say that I was expecting them, and maybe in some opinions I was asking for them. Either way, I’ve got them.
Things have been a bit busy. It’s that time of year again, my creative season. That is actually a good thing, and I do intend to share my newest whims in another post, but this one is about lemons. Just a few tidbits though, the events will be shortened.
First, I’ve been having the ‘weird’ going on again for about a week or so. Things brushing my arm when there’s nothing there. Things nudging against me when im in bed and there’s nothing there (that happened the night I posted grandpa’s gift part 1). The next night the light bulbs flickered after they were shut off, the strange part of that is that the do it continuously. We finally just took out the bulbs. Probably a short that just suddenly happened outta the blue but….(he hasn’t found the short yet)
When this stuff happens around me, it usually tells me somethings up, or that something is going to be up. So….. This happened next.
I received a text from one of my daughter in-laws. It stated that I was to go through her if I wanted to have any communication with my son (my eldest biological child). The last two texts (yes, our conversation was entirely through texts), were the kind of which you never forget, and will never be forgiven. In short, a few nasty words and she stated I was a bad mother. Seriously?! I can’t wait for karma to bite her when she grows up enough and has her own children and learns that eating your own words is very hard to swallow. She knows nothing about me, what I went through trying to raise my son. The difficulties, drama, court every two years,, headaches, heartaches, and the list goes on. Raising children is difficult and no parent, or child, is perfect.
I had several nightmares. One of which that there was a death in the family and I was trying to get ahold of him to inform him. It didn’t go well, hence the word ‘nightmare’.
Aahhh…. Maybe that’s what the warnings were for…..
I talked to my mother yesterday. She has a boyfriend that I don’t like, never have since I’ve met him, and the rest of her family has grown to not like him. She is an enabler and he is… Well… Someone who needs enabling. I am perfectly civil when I talk to her, but since I’m honest in what I say, I don’t say anything about him when she talks about him. Usually she doesn’t talk about him but in turn she avoids talking to me because lately he has been ill.
Basically, he is dying. It is actually from alcoholism but it was labeled earlier this week as congestive heart failure.
He is swollen to the point he cannot move his limbs himself, plus the heart issue, and breathing issues. Tonight, they are taking him off the ventilator and moving him to hospice.
No, I do not like the man. He was an alcoholic, and an abuser. I do not know if he physically abused her since that would not be something she would tell me, (however, I do know that all the pretty, sweet words in the world do not make up for being dragged in the dirt, either literally or non literal. That I have seen him do first hand.) But I do have sympathy for my mother and her pain.
Aahhh…. A warning for a death makes a lot more sense. Especially since I do tend to be a bit in tune with those. I tend to have a close personal relationship with death that I am not entirely fond of, but such is my life.
Then my aunt told me this morning that my uncle, the one who has emphysema and COPD, had a difficult night last night.
Oh great. (Read that with the sarcasm it was written with)
My hunch is my mother’s boyfriend though and not my uncle. Not that I want either of them to pass on but death is the inevitable fate that we all have in common. It the occurence itself that varies.
It’s is what you do with all the times and things in between birth and death that really matter.