Monday, April 26, 2021

Words to Live by...

Grunge by Basic Grey

 I am sitting outside in the glow of tonight's pink moon...Dylan comes out.  Grandma why are you out here alone.  Because I am busy feeling sorry for myself..Why???  Because I miss my grandmother and my mother and my husband. Silence.  Grandma, all those people already lived their own lives. Now it is time for you to live yours.  That is the way it goes, he said.  Dylan is 11.

Lynsey has her own money from working at her mother's house.  She wanted to go to Target tonight for ear buds for her computer..I am walking with her.  Every step is painful, but on I go. She is 12.  She dances in the aisles, Tik Tok in her brain.  She picks out a skate board to buy with her own money.  She picks out a helmet to buy with her own money.  She found the earbuds she needed.  Evidently there are a million types.  She carefully reads the back of each of them, to get the right ones.  Sherry told me how to do podcasts to calm my mind.  Lynsey found the right ear pods for my phone.  She bought herself a pair of shorts and I got her a shirt to go with it.  I miss my youth, but I really love hers.

Last night Dylan threw a big fit about not having access anymore to the computer that he misused.  He broke the new blinds in his room.  Tonight he filled 10 bobbins for me.  To help make up the time I had to fret over the blinds.  He owed me time...The blinds were $20.  He will work off the price of them.

At Target, I could hardly walk, every step brought pain.  My sister asked if I was still doing my PT exercises.  I said No...I was in dreamland that I no longer  had arthritis and was really 53.  It was stinkin thinkin..

I have gained so much weight this past year isolated with the Covid fear.  So, every time I wanted to eat cookies, instead, I  perused the fabric sites for deals.  Fabric prices have increased to $12 a yard.  I am a bargain hunter.  I get happy when a package comes.  Coming they are.....Yet I do not sew, just sit looking out the window contemplating life.  Lynsey said I was doing like she does with homework.  When things are not in order she gets behind.  Too much fabric does the same thing...I am flooded with goodies and cannot choose.  She is a wise one and so is Dylan.  How very lucky is this grandma.!!

The chick fabric was gifted to me for my Easter collection
Above, the only "sewing" in the entire weekend.  The cutting out of my own new mask.
Cats in scrubs in masks, from Spoonflower
Goodnight!!!





2 comments:

Linda Swanekamp said...

Wow, Dylan gave the right words for the right time. One bite at a time. Start with one exercise, one cutting out, one walk and then just keep going. Lovely photos and fabric.

Mystic Quilter said...

Oh my, sorry I haven't visited for a while Diane! Looks like things are happening at your place with the grandchildren and regarding gaining weight during this Covid year well I think there are heaps of folk who are experiencing the same problem - the issue is now how to lose some of it!!