Sunday, May 26, 2019

The Midnight Hour

With a LIttle Help from my Friends
What I am working on tonight...a slow process.
Looks like white will need to be the next border...but I did not include that here.
Funny how a person can see the right value once the picture is posted.
Kids spending the long weekend with their
Love for them and love for me!!

Thank you  my friends...
Thank you Carol for yummy weekend dinner.
We are still enjoying two!!!
Thank you Frieda and Sarah for paying for my lunch.
Thank you Sherrie for strong and steady
Thank you Dalia for quarts of perfect blueberries..yum
Thank you Linda for your support.
Thank you meeting friends for listening to my story a million times
...all without judgment.
Thank you friends who accept me for who I am.

I am practicing turning things over to the proper
I am not going to call my surgeon on Thursday night to see if he wants to
review any of his knee replacement surgery theories with me....hmmm
He does  10 replacement surgeries a week...5 on Mondays and 5 on Fridays.
For 30 years....

Nor will I email him to remind him to have a healthy protein breakfast.
before he starts the operations...Jeeze..
I have asked his nurse if I can be first on Friday morning.

In place of being in my dear doctor's business....I have a list of sewing things to finish.
And, a list of sewing things to prepare for my recovery...
Grandma O'Quilts ...get with the program!!!!

My son just cut our the dark...after doing construction all day.
He came into the sewing room to find me listening to what he called  sad songs.

Without even asking.....He immediately changed U-Tube to "Happy songs"
He chose these songs for me...too funny.
I feel loved..
It was almost bed time and then a girl called him....Oh, my....He is outta here.
I have never seen him dress so fast....wahoo...

I have so much to be grateful for.
Just think of the friends who put up with my craziness and love me anyway..
Lucky lucky me.

1 comment:

Cynthia@wabi-sabi-quilts said...

That is a GREAT happy song playlist. What a good son, to mow the lawn and then look after your feelings too.