Seems before I know it each day is gone, I stay busy, but sometimes when I look back on the day I wonder how it slipped by so fast.
I'm working on 3 lap quilts, a quilted sweatshirt (with an original design), and in the to be done area 26 quilts. I got the one I'd made for my EX a year or so ago, to the quilter this week. That quilt has a history. It is made of pillow squares and a larger square of photos of animals, birds and fish - very manly. While staying with my granddaughter in 2007 I pieced it, and gave him the top that year for Christmas. I then moved into an apartment 1st of Jan 2008, then it caught fire the 30th and I had to salvage things (really lost nothing of value), repack and put in storage. A small room at the back of the apartment suffered the majority of the damage, and his quilt was in that room still in the paper bag I had used for it. I found it under debris soaking wet but in tact. I took it washed and dryed it and the piano keys 4 sides for the outside borders. After moving where I am now in June 2009, they kept messing me around with the apartment giving me dates I could move back and then not meeting them after about the 4th or 5th I got disgusted and found another place. After a long extended unpacking here because everything (clothes, dishes, pots, and pans) had to be washed. Everything else had to be cleaned in a manner appropriate for the item as everything was covered with smoke residue. I found his quilt and the 4 parts of the border, but then when I went to put it together I could only find two (and I'd put them together). Then I found the 3rd. I'd put some things in a guest bedroom, to go through and unpack and then put away. After searching that room and thinking I'd moved every item and couldn't find the 4th I gave up. I was lucky in that I found enough of the same fabric and was able to make the 4th one and get the final border on the quilt. I should get it back from the quilter about Oct 1 and then can get the binding on in time to present to him on his 80th birthday the 24th. Hopefully the majority of our children, grandchildren and greatgrandchildren will be able to come for dinner to help him celebrate. If we are all here it will be around 30. Nothing greater than having all your family together.
9/11 I was in school taking an advanced electronics course that supposedly included computer repair. I'd enrolled after my 65th birthday and was extremely disappointed because when I got to the computer portion is was only a few weeks and I new more about computers than the instructor. I finished got my diploma 3rd of the class only .05 of a point from top. I then searched out some schools in San Antonio, moved there for a year, they gave me credit for the electronics and I spent almost a year on computer repair, networking and web page designing. We did build a computer in class and I finally got the schooling I'd wanted for years. Other than a few times helping family and trading computer repair for other work, I haven't used it all that much. Due to to my age, I was never able to get hired - one look at the grey in my hair and I'm to old. OF course that was never the reason I was given, but when you go for an interview and everyone there is about the age of your grandchildren you know.
I adopted a companion that has been a joy. He is about a 3 year old Scottish Terrier mix and such a great dog. He came neutered, with a vet report of excellent health and with some obedience training. He has messed in the house a couple of times, the second I drug him by his collar to the mess, and pushed his nose near it, and scolded him - and guess he didn't want me to be that pissed at him again, and has always waited till he could go out. He will sit, stay and when I tell him to go get in HIS chair, he will go jump in my reclinder and lay down. I still have a little problem with him wanting to jump up on company. But after they have been here a little while he behaves himself. He isn't a barker but will bark when someone knocks at the door, for awhile he ignored if they ran the door bell, but lately he will also bark then. I couldn't believe that to adopt a dog that had been found as a stray could be so well trained. He is such a joy.
