Mrs. O'Quilts has been feeling the effect of world-wide doldrums....No sewing, no nada...lots of sleeping.Today was stunning outside. I read one book in a chair in the sun, the other on my exercise bike .
Sunday, December 13, 2020
The Phoenix Finds Mrs. O'Quilts.
Saturday, December 12, 2020
2020 Sanity
I have made so many bags for children in this style with their name on it.
North Carolina news: Governor has issued a partial lockdown. No one is to be out between 10 pm and 5 am. No alcohol sold after 9 pm. Next up.....Last night's school board meeting closed in person learning until January 19, 2021. That starts upcoming Monday. Our hospitals are reaching capacity and those in South Carolina are worse. It is truly scary. Dylan will be in school tomorrow. I am hoping Lynsey will help me with some Christmas things in-between her lessons..
My son doing the laundry and fixing things. I am going to lighten up on the school thing...try to have a bit more fun at home here with the grands. I do not know how they can fail any child for heaven's sake. Internet is off and on and hotspots sometimes do not work. And, that is just in the city. Lynsey is loving remote learning. The boys, not so much...What is that they say about there being a difference between boys and girls????
Today was nice enough to sit outside with a book and a jacket...sunny 64 degrees F. I wanted the children to come outside with me and read...but, NO..Both of them preferred Tik Tok and Mindcraft Oh, well..
I want to give a million dollars to Dylan's fifth grade teacher. I do not have that....but she is so worth it.
I have also discovered what everyone has known for years. Being outside and doing a bit of exercise helps my mood. Focusing on one thing at a time that I can accomplish, steadies me.
Monday, December 7, 2020
Holiday Season 2020
Here is our handsome Dylan...fifth grade...
Thursday, December 3, 2020
Walkin' Right Through That Fire....
Whining below...you can ignore!!!
A harrowing day with joint pain at the grocery store. Dylan and Lynsey took their own cart to get half of the items. She wiped down all our carts. They loaded the car. They told me that I overdid things....As usual, Grandma.!!!!
Because of their helpfulness, I thought we could play canasta before bed. One child sang, "Nanny, nanny boo boo, stick your head in doo doo.." laughing annoyingly hysterically. The other one....well do you know how a male AD/HD 10 year old plays cards??? He jumps in place. He runs up and down around the chairs., He drops the cards...OMG
They fight over who is cheating and who is not. They argue on card placement. They accuse each other of not playing right. Guess my expectations of a relaxing card game with my darlings...was way out of whack.
Dylan pulled the blinds down so hard that they broke. Lynsey decided in between turns to make red velvet cake. My brain is fried. I have not sewn in days. I had to cancel a fun visit due to exhaustion.
More today as Lynsey told me that the only place she can concentrate on social studies is in my sewing room with Alexa screaming some new age music.
My son and Dylan sleep so deeply that waking them is a chore...a big chore. After Dylan missed the bus this morning, i ordered online, two alarm clocks for deaf folks..they have a loud alarm and a vibrating pad for under the pillow...stay tuned!!
There is no sewing around here...none...zip..I am stuck looking out the window playing Freecell. I have started behaving like the children. ..zoning out..... Would like to go to Tuesday morning to get the Christmas candy, but I am scared to...Scared to leave my house. Covid 19 is creeping up and up here in the Carolinas.
This week has held tons of stress for Grandma O'Quilts.
Good thing is that my hairdresser of 21 years came by...On the sidewalk, she cut my hair.
It lifted my mood.. My mother used to call the hairdresser, a miracle worker.
Grief and Covid and holidays equals huge stress. I am exhausted. It was pouring rain in Charlotte. I stepped outside to admire the holiday lights my son put up. I smelled a fire from the neighbor's fireplace. It takes me right back to good family times....but instead of a warm fuzzy I get an anxiety attack. That is what PTSD is...A person is strong and strong and strong during the crisis..and once that has been survived with the help of friends, then the strength goes away as the anxiety comes... I love Megan Devine and her grief links and her book. She reminds us that gratitude and grief ride side by side. A person is not denying one by expressing the other.
Just sayin' if I was younger and stronger, for sure I would climb up and eat those Christmas cookies right now!!!!
Saturday, November 28, 2020
Family Gratitude
Monday, November 23, 2020
Never Did Like a Rollercoaster!!!!
Kids going nuts to keep this old tree. Their memories, that first Christmas I had guardianship of them
The tree only halfway lights...bottom half...It is now yellow and not white. It stands in the middle of the living room forlorn, but well loved. There is no room for it due to Lynsey's school room, moved downstairs due to remote schooling
I had to order another bargain online..
Tomorrow there will be tears as they cling to everything.
Even cleaning their rooms...they send a suitcase or two to their mother's house filled with things they cannot bear to give to the Goodwill.



















































