How did this happen? First I joined a group and we were going to knit and crochet for the homeless and other charities. So of course a bunch of yarn was donated and I picked out a couple or few skeins to take home.
Then I went to Joanne’s and picked out a couple or few more skeins. Um, they were having a sale.
Then I went to Hancock Fabrics, they were having a sale too……., and picked out a couple or few more skeins.
Then I went to Walmart and saw they had a couple or three of fun colors for reasonable and picked out a couple or few more skeins.
Then I went to the thrift store and somebody had donated a bunch of yarn, still with the wrappers on them, never touched, pretty colors so I picked out a couple or few skeins.
Yikes, now I have a “stash” and the terrible itch to “pick out a couple or few more skeins”! And I haven’t even been in a real yarn shop yet, help!
The worse part is I am still a beginning knitter. I haven’t learned to crochet yet at all. All I have progressed to is making ten inch squares for blankets. That is like a skein a month is all I need…..
Sigh. I’ll never use the stash up. Hey, isn’t that the point of a yarn stash?
Need some motivation to get that spring cleaning started?
We have been having unusual rain here in Denver, Colorado.
So unusual it seem like half the people you talk to have had their basements flooded.
One such person is my friend Nancy. She put spring cleaning into perspective for me. Her basement was flooded and when the clean up crew came to empty her basement she made a momentous decision!
If she hadn’t needed it in the last ten years she didn’t even need to look at it. Into the trash.
I have been struggling with getting in the mood for spring cleaning. I am going to be almost as ruthless as Nancy!
© Provided by The Independent Clarence Blackmon called 911 for help because he was hungry and unable to leave the house to buy food
An elderly cancer patient with no immediate family rang 911 because he did not have any food and was physically unable to leave his house to buy something to eat.
Clarence Blackmon was discharged from hospital in Fayetteville, in Arkansas, on Tuesday after spending months there for cancer treatment. The 81-year-old returned to his house without any supplies and anyone close by to call for help, according to ABC 11 Eyewitness News.
Hungry and unable to buy food, he called 911 and asked if someone could buy some groceries for him. “What I need is someone to get to the grocery store and bring me some food because I need to eat something,” Mr Blackmon told the operator. “Whatever you can do to help. I can’t do anything. I can’t go anywhere. I can’t get out of my damn chair.”
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An hour-and-a-half later, Marilyn Hinson, the operator he had been speaking with, arrived at his front door with police carrying bags full of food and made him some ham sandwiches.
“He was hungry,” Ms Hinson said. “I’ve been hungry. A lot of people can’t say that, but I can, and I cannot stand to see anyone go hungry.”
Mr Blackmon described Ms Hinson as “amazing”, adding: “Us little people need a helping hand every once in a while. Most of the time, we get overlooked. We’re still here.”
He will be getting a home healthcare assistant to check on him twice a week, but in the meantime ABC advised anyone in the area who would like to help him to contact Fable Police.
Been trying to hook up with my brother for months. He is busy running his business. I keep forgetting to turn the ringer on my cell phone on!
Yippee! Called my brother tonight and my nephew is visiting him. I got to talk to them both! (Only because my nephew said “Hey dad I think thats your phone ringing” where my brother answered “No that’s the movie we are watching” and my nephew said “No it’s your phone…….”
Wait, I thought my brother was a busy entrepreneur but the truth is he just doesn’t realise his phone is ringing…..
Thank goodness my nephew was visiting. He is attending West Point and was in town because he was giving a speech. (Brag brag brag, I could go on and on but I want my nephew to take care of me in my old age so I can’t embarrass him too bad!
Make my Day, got to talk to two of my favorite people in the whole wide world!
This dog is amazing and talented. Her partner is not bad either.
Yikes, I can’t even walk my dogs on leash without getting tangled up and tripping!
A Little Free Library, also known as a book exchange post, has been set up in our parking lot!
Who knows how many books are sitting on shelves waiting to be read or reread. This free program allows you to pick a book, keep it for as long as you need to finish reading it, return it and exchange it for a new book.
Or do you have a favorite book you want to share with others? Just place it in the free reading library! You may change someone’s life.
This is really a neighborhood book exchange located in the small suburb of Arvada, Colorado. It creates an opportunity for neighbors to share books, including children’s books.
The best part? Note the dog treats!
I recently was at Sandy’s house for ham sandwiches on home made bread, jalapeno deviled eggs made by her husband, beer and best of all, quilt viewing.
Sandy has tubs and tubs and boxes and boxes of quilting material.
Some she rescued from garage sales or estate sales.
Some she found too awesomely interesting to pass by. (Reading in between the lines, she just bought it because….)
She sometimes obtains fabric with a specific project in mind, but sometimes not. Sandy has a whole bin of purple fabric patterns. Yay Sandy!
A too cute baby quilt.
She has actually made my dogs, her dog nephews, each a doggie quilt and here is an example of a pet quilt. (I got a matching quilt to one of the doggie quilts but I suspect that the doggie quilts were the most fun as they got theirs first!)
Here is a beautiful quilt, how did she figure out the color scheme?
A sampler quilt.
And one of my favorites, a quilt made from left overs from other quilts!
Practice simple Ikebana with flowers from my yard.
Used only three cuttings.
Even numbers are bad luck. My mom especially did not ever use 4 which is “shi”. Shi also can be used for the word death….
I have four orchid plants. All of them received as gifts. I would never buy myself something so fragile!
Somehow they have all survived my orchid ignorance and random watering schedule. This especially hardy one did not realize how abused it was and bloomed for Easter!
What a lovely surprise. These blossoms also reminded me to live in the moment and enjoy the beauty around me.
Thank you brave little orchid!
My sister used to collect butterflies. This bag caught my eye when I stopped at the thrift store to look for knitting needles for our knit for charity group. Instant smile! Ran it through the washer and I am going to use it to cart my lunch to work every day. Hey my sister used to frequent thrift stores too. She would be happy with this find.
Found some perfectly good knitting needles too! Yippee!