Friday, April 4, 2014

Pink, Pink...You Stink!!

Just over 5 days of double Pink Eye...Hello...at my age I have never had it before and it hurt.  Rather than expose you all to my sorry face, I decided to take a look at my pink stash...wow...sorely lacking...puny...as in not much...well I do know how to remedy that one:)
 Here we have my sister showing her ZigZag with character quilt...ha..Terri quilted it for her and it will be delivered soon full of the signatures taken from her friends wedding.
A neighborhood power outage never stopped our quilting group from meeting!!
  Power was out from 4:30 to 9 pm...Marie managed to turn 65 anyway, even in the dark...the champagne helped a lot:)
I am so thrilled to have another baker in the house...
Cousins came in last night for a visit and left today...lots of love and laughter and fun down memory lane for Mr. O'Quilts and his family.  There was Mary coming in from Texas, Vinnie from New York, Conrad from Ireland and Brendan from Tampa...Well, they all come from Ireland, but live these other places now.  Can you imagine all flying in to Charlotte airport within an hour of each other like it was nothing!!!
 The construction for the wheelchair accessibility is finished.  Sigh!!  The tulips are blooming, the birds are singing and spring is here...Now, I just need someone to dig up my garden so I can put in the cukes and zucchini....
.A light breeze is blowing thru my sewing room window...
Just for today...and that is all I need.

4 comments:

Rachaeldaisy said...

I don't think I've ever had Pink eye but maybe they should call it Ouch eye instead. It sounds very uncomfortable. Your pink stash looks good to me! Lots of happy faces, and I bet those cakes were tasty!

smazoochie said...

Yes, pink is better for fabrics than for eyes -- I hope the infection is over. Your whirlwind of visitors & company continues, you are so very loved.

Michele Bilyeu said...

Change is hard even when necessary and when it will make things easier, really. Think of the path and the access of the changes and ramps as a bridge. A bridge between all of you that leads more easily between the world inside (the house) and outside (the rest of the world). Give him a joy ride even when you are still holding on tight.

Hugs, hugs. Pink eye is miserable, even when one tries to imagine it as rose colored glasses. Not easy, that. But rainbow colors elsewhere, still.

Barb said...

Oh No! pink eye is the worst! hope you feel better soon!
cute cupcakes and baker