It's a Date

Spinning has taken over my life.
This is a sport weight yarn with 375 yds.






This is Prom Date.
Considering I have a massive amount of fiber in my stash, I decided to drag out the carder and do some serious carding.
See the sparklies?









I couldn't wait to spin this one and I like the result.
A worsted weight with 150 yds.
I truly enjoyed spinning these batts.













The youngest DD has claimed this skein to be knit into something for her.
I'm caressing this one for awhile until I find the right pattern.

Any suggestions?

In the meantime, I'm carding and spinning like a fool.

Going Fishin'?

The eldest daughter has yet to take her fish, Gus to her new place.
His little bowl sat on a stand in the kitchen for awhile until I found Miss Aurora "fish-sitting." So I moved him to the computer/craft room. I happened to notice the bowl was missing approximately 2 inches of water everyday. Knowing water does not evaporate that quickly in a 24 hour period I began to suspect the "fish-sitter" was at work
Sure enough.
I caught her in the act.



Seems she's been drinking Gus's water!
Right before I snapped this picture she and the fish were nose to nose.
Aurora's owner claims she was giving Gus a kiss. Gus's owner said, she was trying to eat him. (I tend to agree with Gus's owner).

Time for Gus to go to his new home.

You're Coming Home

Country roads, take me home, to the place, I belong.........
The college DD has finished her freshman year and is home for the summer :D.
We left yesterday to pick up the second load of "stuff." The vehicle was packed to the brim. I think she took everything but my kitchen sink and it's piled on the deck and kitchen floor waiting to be stored until next year.




Chester survived his 3 week ordeal on the 8th floor of her sunless dorm room. We were greeted by the DD's friends holding onto Chester refusing to let him go. Seems he made quite a hit with the dorm and will be sadly missed.
He will be officially planted tomorrow.

DD loves Flamingos. I have no idea why but she does (I think because they're pink ;). Anyway this was in the spring study package that we sent to her. She and her roommate inflated him and hung him from the ceiling pipe as a little reminder of their final countdown.

She's come a long way from the homesick kid that we dropped off last August to a well adjusted young woman. Thanksgiving, Christmas and Spring break came and left in a flurry.

It's hard to imagine just 3 + short months ago her school was closed for a week due to the massive snowstorm/blizzard. Where does the time go?

Dear DD,

You left the freshman year with top grades and you should be proud of yourself. (Your dad is so proud, he could bust a few buttons ;). Secretly, we knew you would do your very best and you did.

Keep true to yourself and you'll go a long way.

You're home girl, so go ahead......Dance in the Rain.

Love,

Mom

Dear Mother Spring

This post will defer from the usual Mother's Day wishes. Although I do hope my Mom and all the wonderful mothers out there have a Happy Mother's Day.
I'm composing a letter to Mother Spring.

Dear Mother Spring,

I am referring to you in the female gender because you appear to have many mood swings (not that I can personally relate to that in any way ;).


One day you're hot and humid, another day cool and comfy and then the next thing I know there's a freeze warning.
May I just say it would benefit all if you would find your comfort zone. It's a bit tiring to change my wardrobe from capris and a T-shirt to a thermal lined sweatsuit on a moment's notice. Please keep in mind my internal thermostat flucuates also.

You cry buckets of tears only to result in massive amounts of mud (please take note Mr. Bettis resides here and he has very LARGE feet). Perhaps you could use those cumulus clouds as your own box of Puffs. (yes, I did learn something in Earth Science class way back when).

You arrived a bit early this year in all your beautiful finery. While we admire your beauty you have spent wa-a-ay too much time getting dressed for the season. Therefore causing one to sneeze unmercifully (please pass the Puffs).

I apologize if it appears that I'm rushing you through your long awaited debut and trust me, I'm not looking forward to Summer (she has too much heat and humidity for my comfort)
but the date is May 9th and there's a freeze warning in our area. I've turned up the heat and put on the wool socks. I certainly don't mean to sound harsh but this is a wee bit ridiculous.
Please please find your comfort zone and give way to Summer. *sigh* She must arrive in spite of it all. Besides, I'm running out of Puffs and my wool socks are wearing out.

Sincerely,
A sneezing, sniffling, cold blogger who's wrapped in a wool blanket today

Sisterhood

I am blessed to have a sister who is my best friend. I'm also very blessed to have friends who are like sisters. This post is an honorable mention to my sister.

The mailman dropped a package in my mailbox on Saturday. I certainly was not expecting anything and immediately thought it was sent to the wrong person. So I sighed and opened it to look for an invoice to return the package.

Instead of an invoice, I found a beautifully written card from my sister.

A beautiful skein of green yarn and stitch markers fell from the box. The yarn is so soft and is begging to be knit into a shawl.

The stitch markers look like little balls of yarn and are housed in their own little pocket. Aren't they cute? This gift brought a tear and a smile.

Believe it or not, my sister and I were not friends in our younger days but as the years wore on we have become best friends. We can give each other a "look" and know exactly what the other is thinking.

"She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink. Some days, she's the reason you wish you were an only child." (wink) ~Barbara Alpert

Thank you sis for not only being my sister but also for being my best friend.