Tula #5

Number 5

I am not sure that I will be making any more of these.
The pieces are too little.  I might make what I have into potholders.

Is it widow brain, or old age.?
Where did my wonderful mind go?

It was only an illusion, you say??

If my cellulitis lets me, I am going to Anita Solomon's workshop on Friday.

I have been fussing and fussing about having to buy the book.

It is out of print, but she has some expensive copies left.

The class itself was a reach for me.

Finally, I gave in..I went to get the Kindle edition for $9.99/

Amazon's message to me..You already bought that book in April????

Brain..dead...

Thanks to all my blogging friends who sent me emails to lift me up.

It has been 7 days and I am better,  but not fixed yet..

I am reminded that, I called the doctor

three days after my shoulder operation...complaining that I still hurt.

The nurse said to me....We said three months, not three days...#%!%^

My son is here helping.  He chopped up deck wood for the dump, made pancakes for his children for dinner..He put the children to bed, did the dishes, did the laundry, did the children's chores .Every day I am so grateful he is in the good shape he is in...just for today.

I told him that I frosted that cake and ate the whole thing.this weekend..breakfast, lunch and dinner.
His answer....that's OK, Mom...At your age you should do what  you want...
Just love my son.