It's hip to be square-Huey Lewis
I'm making an afghan out of granny squares. I have completed all of the 150 or so blocks of relative squareness and am in the final stages of sewing them together. This has taken much longer than my poor ADD brain is willing to accept but I refuse to abandon ship at this stage of the game. My children are excited for their mom to make a real live blanket thing and my husband- who is still waiting for an abandened quilt from ten years ago- is cheering me on. I am like the Little Engine that Could puffing toward the finish line. Out of nowhere the doubts creep in. Why did I choose these colors? What if the completed project looks stupid? What then? Then there are all those hundreds of embarrassing yarn ends sticking out the back that must be woven in to make the whole thing appear seamless. The afghan has no beginning and it has no end. Yeah,yeah,yeah...
Lord please help me to tie up the loose ends.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
A Perfect Day
Today I went to the Missouri Botanical Gardens with my husband and four youngest children. Sometimes everything just goes swimmingly and you just breathe deeply and thank God for his mercy and goodness. Ahh, thank you Lord.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
My Summer Vacation
We plan-and God steps in with another plan for us and he is all-wise and the most loving friend we have always helping us.-Nettie Fowler McCormick
Due to some unforseen business circumstances, my husband and I were unable to keep our vacation plans. We were anticipating two glorious weeks in my favorite place-Kennebunkport Maine- only to have to cancel at the last minute. Oh the agony,the weeping,the cries of "Why me?". Alas, there was no reason why our four children with perfectly good plane tickets should forgo their trip as well, so we enlisted the help of my parents to pick them up at the airport and be their loving guardians for a fortnight of cool New England weather (we were hitting some record highs in St.Louis). They gleefully accepted- well my Mom was gleeful as she loves to get the grandkids to herself. Come to think of it, Dad was pretty gleeful too as he loves any excuse to hang out with the kids-especially when it involves sightseeing,kayaking,hiking,and yes,dancing around the campfire- I have pictures.(Someday I will learn how to post pictures on this blog.)
Although I missed my vacation, I tried to use my time wisely so I learned to crochet granny squares. Even so, I have to say that my disappointment was heartfelt. After all,knowing that there would be no fried clams on the pier in Cape Porpoise is enough to send me(or anyone) into raptures of self pity.
Two weeks later, the children returned home. They were tired from travel but had had a wonderful time. On the plane they met two penguins who were on their way to the St.Louis Fair. The penguins were not tired as they were embarking on their own adventure and were wished godspeed by all of the passengers.
Due to some unforseen business circumstances, my husband and I were unable to keep our vacation plans. We were anticipating two glorious weeks in my favorite place-Kennebunkport Maine- only to have to cancel at the last minute. Oh the agony,the weeping,the cries of "Why me?". Alas, there was no reason why our four children with perfectly good plane tickets should forgo their trip as well, so we enlisted the help of my parents to pick them up at the airport and be their loving guardians for a fortnight of cool New England weather (we were hitting some record highs in St.Louis). They gleefully accepted- well my Mom was gleeful as she loves to get the grandkids to herself. Come to think of it, Dad was pretty gleeful too as he loves any excuse to hang out with the kids-especially when it involves sightseeing,kayaking,hiking,and yes,dancing around the campfire- I have pictures.(Someday I will learn how to post pictures on this blog.)
Although I missed my vacation, I tried to use my time wisely so I learned to crochet granny squares. Even so, I have to say that my disappointment was heartfelt. After all,knowing that there would be no fried clams on the pier in Cape Porpoise is enough to send me(or anyone) into raptures of self pity.
Two weeks later, the children returned home. They were tired from travel but had had a wonderful time. On the plane they met two penguins who were on their way to the St.Louis Fair. The penguins were not tired as they were embarking on their own adventure and were wished godspeed by all of the passengers.
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