only 30 years or so

that's how long i've had this pattern and this quilt in the works...not that it's done yet, oh no, but i've gotten it this far....it was the applique that held me back and then i just decided to do it and if it wasn't perfect, then so what.

 

first saw this done at a show in new hampshire and bought the pattern.  i loved it then and love it still. next comes a narrow blue border, then wide muslin border with more appliques.  the fun is definitely in the process.  ***   and did manage one more tree block, a pear tree of course!

and remember my post about this?  my ikea bag and kitchen timer?  well, surprise surprise, they have

mystically re-appeared.  this has been going on since i moved in here.  somebody with a twisted sense of humor is playing cat and mouse, the invisible invader who comes into my apartment and takes inconsequential things and then returns them...things like stamps, like freezer container lids, like CDs, stuff out of my cupboard, polident tablets, a mitten, others i can't recall now and then the ikea bag and timer.  wonder if it's the same vile violator who followed me around massachusetts and stole 3 purses, tampered with my old cars, stole mortgage checks off my mailbox, a gold sand dollar necklace from a safety deposit box (plus the keys), utility and other bills from my mailbox, an amy grant CD out of my glove compartment...to name a few.  those items never found their way back--one was an especially nice leather purse from the thrift--but here at violator village they usually do.  maybe the perp thinks that redeems them....guess again.  it is never ok to violate my apartment and car whether or not things are taken and later returned.  i don't do it to anyone here and it shouldn't be done to me.  unfortunately that is life with infantile people of nearly zero integrity, not everyone here, but one is too many.  it just isn't right at all.

waiting.....

the other night during a brief period of energy, paired up most of my christmas stash for trees...and they are still waiting....

every morning have to take the new meds that nearly totally flatten me.  often i must nap and then feel draggy the rest of the day.  not complaining, mind you, as they keep (almost) everything moving and help my heart/body to heal, but for a person who was used to jumping out of bed eager for the day, it can be discouraging.  yes, have had a few small pity parties, but mostly feel thankful i've done so well in just 6 short weeks after such a grueling and brutal surgery.  whereas i often used to start  sewing right after breakfast, instead i take these meds (4) and then wait for the cannonball to hit.   i make a to-do list halfheartedly knowing it's a fool's errand.  any dedicated sewist would feel the same, i'm sure.  my previously go-to caffeine hit has been banished, so it's cold turkey with just juice and water....very poor substitutes!  plus it's another 3 meds in the evening, so it's often a double whammy.  many tell me one day i will feel absolutely terrific, much better than before the surgery, but it isn't today.  i know others might not be faring as well, for which i feel guilty and blessed...but betty is waiting and we need to play, not just to make trees but for my own mental comfort, way better than anything from a drugstore.....don't you agree?