Tomorrow

We are expecting a long day tomorrow. Everything is going to be ... tomorrow. Visitation and the funeral. A bit different from the norm.

On the way to Bay City, we had to stop to buy me something to wear. In 2001 or 2002, Sam told me that he would be retiring in 2003...I stopped buying office clothes. I haven't anything new since then except for jeans, shorts, and t-shirts. Besides that. I had a wonderfully delicious - and I do mean DELICIOUS - December.

I started eating while we were on our trip to south Texas the end of November/first of December. And I ate all month long. Especially dessert EVERY time we ate out at a decent restaurant which was waaaayyyy too often.

The result. Nothing fits. The one dress that I thought appropriate for a funeral we attended last week - and with its elastic waist, did fit - I realized I hadn't had it cleaned when I hung it the guest room closet - out of my way - I don't know how long ago. It's navy blue and had salty looking underarm stains. WHY didn't I have it cleaned? I daubed at the stains which didn't do much good. Thank goodness it was cold enough that I wore a sweater with it but still didn't raise my arms.

Afterwards, I laid it aside with great intentions to get it to the cleaners. I promptly forgot about it. Feeling I had nothing to lose, I put it in my washing machine on the 'hand-wash' cycle with hand-wash detergent. I didn't ruin the dress, but...I should've cleaned it a long time ago, because of the rings a shade lighter than the dress under the arms. I brought it - and the sweater - just in case.

At the third stop today... what's with these dresses nowadays?! Sam thought I was in the teenage section. He pointed to the "missy" sign. I said, "That's me." So I went through the categories: juniors - teenagers, misses/missy - adults, womens - where I'm heading fast! Petites, he understood.

I couldn't even find a decent skirt. Even if I had...I couldn't find a decent top. So...I headed to the slacks/jackets. Found three outfits. All three fit. I want either long-sleeves or short-sleeves. I abhor sleeves in between...they look as if you've had a growth spurt and the sleeves are too short, so the black with pink trim set went back on the rack. Of the other two, the long-sleeve brown/black/taupe set was on the 12 times reduced rack. I liked it, but I also liked the short-sleeve navy pinstripe set. So I bought both of them. Have I mentioned that I haven't purchased anything but jeans, shorts, and t-shirts for the last six/seven/or so years?

Tomorrow...sigh...

Traveling South

We'll be heading south on Saturday. Unfortunately not for pleasure. Sam's mother died early this evening. An Alzheimer's patient, she'd been in the hospital with pneumonia for a few days.

Born December 2, 1913 - she made it to 95.

Her sweetheart of a husband died in 1996.

Once again, they are strolling along hand in hand.

Hey, BABY!

It's cold outside!! I didn't even stick my head out the door today. Oh, wait. Yes I did. I threw three slices of stale bread out the front door for the birds. Didn't take long though. Brrrrr!

We vegged today. I didn't quilt any. Rats. We've tried to hook the laptop to the new TV and can't get it to work. Sam wants to be able to do a photo slideshow on the TV - larger screen. He hooked his old PC to the TV...it worked. I got online with a Sony tech. He gave me the link for a new driver. That didn't work. Samsung's site suggested a new BIO. Back to the tech next chance I get.

Every time I turn around, Sam's putting a movie in to watch. Between that, reading a bit, computer way too much, cooking - don't worry, I don't strain myself. Sam's reached the point to where he'd rather go to town to eat. When I set out stuff for a good meal, he says he'd rather go to town to get a hamburger. *shoulder shrug*

I made scones this morning! Yummy. Hold on...I'll go setup for a photo shoot.

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I'm, back. Let me brush the crumbs off my shirt. What? You expected me to be around food and not take a nibble? OKAY!! A bite. I'll fess up. I took a real bite. Off the top AND the bottom (I slit the scone in half.) What? What marmalade. Oh. Yeah. I took a bite or two of that too. Yep! It was good!

I've already posted the recipe:

http://keepyouinstitches.blogspot.com/2008/06/gone-again.html

A Tale of Two Freddies

Jonathan's very first friend was Freddie, a gift from a friend. The poor dear is in storage right now, but soon to be released. When 'they' were infants, I would hear Jonathan cooing and gurgling only to peek into his room and see him with his head turned toward Freddie. At 3 months old, they had some extremely serious conversations.

Fast forward 25 years. Here is Freddie the 2nd. I had to lift this photo off Jonathan's MySpace. Jonathan recently adopted him. His name came with him.

While scanning the photo of baby Jonathan in his crib, I scanned a few photos my mother wanted.

This is my cousin (on the right) with his son and grandson. The older gentleman is his former father-in-law. Cousin has maintained an extremely good relationship with the man.

Isn't my niece just precious?! Oh, she is my grand-niece. She is an only child so far, but one of 8 total grand nieces and nephews that I have.This next photo is from about 1945. My mother is the older (approximately 10-years old) of the two girls. The other is her only sister (approximately 6). They married brothers many years later.

Our weather is nasty. We have freeze warnings out for overnight. I don't mind it as long as we don't have to get in the car. The people around here are not used to freezing weather and they drive like idiots. We don't do tire chains. Very little sand is spread except on bridges and overpasses. In other words, if you don't have enough food for a couple of days (cause that's about as long as it is going to last) then you better get there today. Then STAY HOME!

I checked out my bluebonnets while walking down to the mailbox. (That's water drops on them.) I am going to have more than last year. Sam isn't going to be too happy that they are spreading out. What? Me worry? ;o) When they bloom in the spring, you can bet I'll be back with photos!