Etsy

These are new items I added to my etsy store today.
Nathan uploaded the pics to the puter and I did the posting on the store all by myself. I am so proud of myself.

This is a binky holder that I came up with when Viv asked to do

something about the ribbon that the plastics loops come with.

Dishcloth, gotta love them.

Another dishcloth. You can never have enough.

Doily

Viv asked me to make her a pink doily so she could use it in Feb, for Valentine's day. I made it on time. She loved it.

It just took me a while to post cause I don't know how to upload pics into my puter.

Saving a turtle

So, when you have a son you have to do things that you would probably not do if you had only daughters.
Nathan left for work Sunday around 10:30 am, riding his bike. My hubby was at church and I was home not feeling too well (nothing new there.)
About 10 min later here comes Nathan saying he needed my help. He was riding his bike and saw this turtle stuck by the curb on a busy road.
So we get in the truck, he puts his bike on the back and off we go. We get the turtle on a five gallon bucket and drive to a park (by the river) down the road from the restaurant where he works. He frees the turtle by a pond. So far nothing to it right?
Then he puts the bucket back in the truck and tells me he wants do ride his bike from the park to work. I say "ok", he closes the passenger side door and I take off.
I am driving slowly cause the park is full of children and also cause I am not sure where the exit is. When, maybe a couple min later, I look in the rearview mirror, I see Nathan hanging from the back of the truck, holding on to I dunno what, he has this grin on his face like "what has mom done now?" Then it hits me: when he said I'll ride my bike and closed the door, I took off. I never gave him time to get the bike off the truck.
So, I drive slowly to a safe spot (still in the park), and pull over. He comes and says "very funny mom". I am known to play jokes and pranks all the time, but I told him that this time I had totally forgotten. It was not a joke. He got his bike and off he went.
Later I was thinking, what if I had taken off faster, or what if I had backed up instead of going foward, what if he had not had the agility of jumping on a moving truck?
My memory problem is not only putting me in jeopardy but now is putting others too.
I could have saved a turtle and hurt my son.
It's just hard to say "no" to your child all the time and not be a part of what they like to do ever cause of your health.
They grow up so fast and then it's all gone.

Squares and caps

Well, I crochet very slowly. Somedays due to extreme pain I don't crochet at all. Those are crazy days.
Crochet to me is therapy. It is a talent God has given me so I can help others.
When I crochet something for a family member, friend or for charities, I feel my heart getting all fuzzy.
These are some of the squares I have made for different charities.

These are some of the newborn caps I have made for a local hospital. I made a total of thirty.

Hope you enjoy looking at them. I sure had fun making them.

BamBam

So I am a bit late, I didn't forget though. I just didn't have time to post yesterday.
BamBam is now seven yrs old.
Time flies, I still remember when I got her and she was a puppy.
She's my sweet baby, my companion.
Just wanted to let everybody know that I love her and I am blessed to have her in my life.
If you have a pet, love him/her a little bit extra today.

Upset

I am sorry y'all that I haven't posted in so long. I have fibromyalgia amongst other health issues. It is a very difficult disease because not only affects you physically but also emotionally and, I am going to go as far as to say, mentally.
I get upset very easily. The pain (nerve endings), never goes away. I am not one to be complaining or screaming (even though sometimes I feel like it). I tell my hubby, Viv, and if Nathan is home I tell him, that I am in way too much pain and need to be left alone. Other than that one can assume that at any given moment some part(s) of my body is (are) hurting. Right now my left foot is numb and same side leg is hurting.
One of the major problems with fibro sufferers is what we hear all the time from healthy ppl.
"it's all in your head" "it's a mind thing" "mind over matter" "are you really in that much pain?"
"have you tried this or that?" "buy good shoes" or, the worse one of them all "but you look so good!"
So today this lady from my Sunday school class came to bring me a "meal." I haven't been to my SS class in forever, but my hubby still goes. I never asked anyone there to bring me anything. She came out of her own will. Anyway, she comes and my Bambam goes outside, I also have Ellie (my daughter's dog for now), they are both sweet girls.
The lady asked me if they were not gonna "bother" her. I was like, if there were a chance that they were mean and vicious, I would not let them go outside to greet you. I still have some IQ left. Duh!
She comes in and her idea of a home cooked meal is a quick stop at the grocery store. She has 2 fully cooked chickens, some potatoe salad and rolls. I am not ungrateful, but my problem is standing for too long to cook. My hubby can go to the store and buy food. Whatever.
then she looks at me, and she says "but you look so good" not once but like 5 times (for real).
Then she says they miss me at the SS class. I said "thank you, but I cannot make it." My dear hubby starts (another no-no for a fibro person), comparing me to someone else. In this instance it was this gentleman who suffered a major stroke about 18 months ago. I went to church on Easter and this gentleman sat by my son-in-law. The man stunk and kept passing gas.
Sometimes you just cannot have a social life you know.
Anyway, the woman kept looking at me, smiling, and repeating "but you look so good." Ok, I got it lady. Do you wanna take your meal to someone who's actually look sick? Fine, I don't need to put up with this crap.