Here we go. I have been thinking of doing this for quite some time, and of course thought that I might have had nothing to say. But I find my self lying in bed at night composing letters(?) to no one in particular and thought , what the heck?
I am Canadian, although I prefer to drink imported beer. I have 4 children ,a husband, and a cat that is, as my mother-in-law says, getting confused. That means that today I caught her on the counter,in the cupboard with her face in the butter dish. EEEWWE! This is not normal behaviour from her. She is 13 years old now. She was chasing her tail the other day and has taken to waking me up like clock work at 5 am to be let out. Have I mentioned that sleep is precious to me? What to do?
I am also a fibre artist although I will say that I am some what a repressed fibre artist as financial,spacial and timewise, I am somewhat lacking at this point in my life. But next September, the baby goes off to preschool two mornings a week and the world shall once again become my oyster. It might be an oyster in the grocery store, but it shall be mine alone! I am primarly a weaver and dyer, and have taken quick dips in the printing, stitching,and quilting pools. My latest thing has been temari balls. Basically they are stitched balls that originated in Japan. It takes about 70 years to become a master so I shall be a rank amature for the rest of my life. Sigh. Check it out.
Both the pattern and album buttons are enough to blow your mind!
Today is my eldest's 11th birthday. It seems like two weeks ago that I brought her home and we spent the night watching her sleep. I don't think that I have had a good night's sleep since.
Right, I garden too ,and do that thing called "putting food by" so while you may not here much from me in that arena excecpt that the seed cataloges arrived you will hear more latter. And to those who wondered what I was going to do with 91 quarts of dill pickles, I can only say that I hope that it is enough to last until next Sept when the next years batch will be ready. My kids are all pickle fiends. Picture piranas on a cow caracs and you will have an accurate image of my kids around a pickle jar. Gardening season is from mid April for the extreamly hardy things to usually mid September when the first hard frost hits. There are times when I wished that I lived in a more temperate climate(mid February comes to mind), but I do have nice things to say about Canada. To my knowledge we have never had a drive by shooting in my hometown and I we almost always have snow for Christmas. Unfortunatly it then lasts for the next 4 months, but that is a small price to pay for a bit of piece of mind.