Flypaper thoughts

• Finished my housecoaty thing.
• I have a beautiful slip stitch.
• Who decided cover-it-all loungers had to go out and unwrapping robes with bulky ties that make you look pregnant even when you are post menopausal had to come in?
• I saw snow out my own window yesterday.
• It melted but I know it is waiting.
• Miss Scarlett told me I was a good girl.
• Don't you think Demi Moore has to be happy she no longer has try to be younger than she really is any more?
• She seems to have to come up with a new boob size for every man.
• That's got to wear on you.
• One month and a bit to Christmas.
• Does anyone bake anymore?
• Are there any old guys still left who eat fruit cake?
• You don't think it was the fruit cake do you?
• I am going to spend the next two weeks when the marking is done making home made presents.
• I am going to spend the two weeks after that trying to find somethings I can buy that are the value of home made presents.
• I have to find my Temptations Christmas CD somewhere.
• I am getting myself the movie channel the minute that man leaves the house.
• I think I am going to make a shocking pink velour lounger with a zipper up the front.
• So there.
• I think Demi should have one too.
• Anyone have a recipe for cinnamon rolls that won't kill you. Whole wheat maybe?
• If I am going to be making my own coffee in the a.m. for a bit there's going to be good self-care.
• Particularly once it snows.

Love in Canada

Here is what a loving mate in this part of the world says before they head off to the South for most of the winter:


"I'll miss you too, but guess what?"


"I got you a new snow shovel. Ergonomic, look at the handle on that sucker."


Back to marking.

Still here

I want you to know I will be back to blogging and sewing when the dust settles around here. 


The end of term paper marking crunch with the attendant meetings with amazed students who say things like "But I always got 90s without doing any work in high school" or "This mark has had a serious impact on my positive attitude to life".


And of course great work from most students. But it still all has to be marked.


Lots of life going around too. My last kid at home is getting ready to go out of province to a new job just after Christmas, little Heidi was down at Emerg with breathing problems after a cold (fine now) and my daughter's dog is now blind in one eye with a detached lens after a collision with a ball.


I have been caught up in classes so my husband has stepped in as usual to help everyone out. Helped son buy a truck, went over and walked the baby, and took Miss Scarlett to work with him two mornings this week to give my daughter a break.


Miss S was a big hit apparently in the Materials Lab and had quite a good time too at the courthouse where Poppa had to go for some business. And he has been cooking and bringing me dinner so I could mark.


Are you interested in this at all? Never sure if these details are totally boring or not, but feel if I am not sewing or posting I should let you know why, those of you who have been kind enough to follow this blog.


I really appreciate my husband. You see I didn't find him and marry him until I was 48 - with enough life experience to understand it's the quiet ones you have to watch. He has been so good for us.


Also I am feeling particularly appreciative because yes he is going away to Tennessee again this winter - although with a much improved schedule of three weeks away one week off. Some of those weeks off will be at home, the week before Christmas thank god and a week in January when we are moving his mom into the city to an apartment near us. Other trips will involve me on routes that will take me close to my NYC son and the garment district.


I have to tell you that negotiating a settlement for another winter apart was fairly time intensive - I was fine once I reorganized the whole idea in my head as "three weeks to sew without interruption followed by one week of fabric shopping."


It's all how you look at it, and how you can get it arranged in your mind.


I had a funny conversation too with my mother this week who was doing her annual round up called "How everybody turned out" which she does as a warm up to her annual outrageous Christmas letter - you know the one that forgets one person every year or explains her position on same sex marriage.


After reviewing everyone's lives she said to me that despite the challenges I have had on and of in my life like everyone else, she has never worried about me. I found this statement, from a professional worrier, interesting so I asked her why.


"Because you sew," she said. "You can always cheer yourself up."


Well how about that?