I am a Catholic widow, mother, grandmother, friend and according to my kids just a little bit crazy. My faith is paramount in my life. Spending time with my family, especially my four grandchildren is one of my most treasured blessings. I love Redskins football, Phillies baseball, NASCAR, quilting, genealogy, bibliophile, and struggling blogger.
What a beautiful day it is. The sun is shining and the sky is a beautiful Carolina Blue. I am in my happy place because NASCAR is back. Today is race three of the season. I will be rooting for the number 22 driven by Joey Lagono again this year. I would love to see him win his second championship this year.
Can I tell you that I am still going through my sewing/quilting supplies. I have been here over a year and the work continues. I finally have agreed I brought waaaayyyyy too much with me. But finally I am making progress. Now, if I ever finish the sorting and purging I will be able to enjoy my hobby again.
My son is here visiting from Miami. I am enjoying his visit so much. It’s been over three years since I have seen him. You can be sure he has been a driving force behind my purging. :).
I have gone back to working again. I am doing part time at the dollar store and am also working from home on the computer. I am enjoying it. Of course it would be nice if I didn’t have to work, but it is what it is.
I wanted to hop on here today to say a quick hello how do you do since it’s been a while again. I am really going to work on doing better. I do love blogging even though I don’t have a lot to say.
Did you ever think 2020 was going to end? It certainly was a very challenging year for us all. From having to stay home to wearing masks in public. Kids not getting to go to school. People having to close their businesses. I cannot even comprehend what so many have lost.
To add to my 2020 woes, I have had a series of falls. It has been unbelievable. In late August I had an episode of collapsing while walking my Gracie. I was talking to the dog and then I was being asked by two women if I was OK. I wound up in the hospital with a fractured shoulder. The same shoulder I fractured in Miami almost 5 years ago. Then I wore a monitor for 30 days which showed absolutely nothing. After my physical therapy I thought all of my problems were behind me.
I went along doing what I do. I got a little job which gave me the interaction I missed living on my own. Fast forward to December. Minding my own business I began getting lightheaded and falling again. Nothing serious happened until 2 weeks before Christmas. I had 6 falls in those two weeks. First hitting my head so hard that I had a tennis ball sized lump over my left eye, my left eye immediately swelled closed. I immediately had a shiner even Mike Tyson would have been proud of. Two days later, I had to take Gracie out before bed. I couldn’t take her for a long walk, so we just went up to the end of my building.
It happened again. I got a little lightheaded then went down. My daughter had just left. I immediately called her then she called 911. I had hit my head pretty hard on the opposite side. So I got the full treatment. Neck brace, back board, and off to the trauma center we go.
I used to work trauma but I had no idea what the process feels like to the patients. What an eye opener. I wasn’t in the center ten minutes when my clothes were cut off, a second line in, monitor on, full body check, and CT scan of everything. I realized that to someone who doesn’t understand the process is probably so scared.
Ok, long story short, I was admitted. On he 23rd of December, I was getting discharged when finally something showed up on the monitor. My heart rate was dropping into the 30’s. So, in comes cardiology. They cleared me to go home, but have to follow up this month. Since my discharge I have had someone with me. No driving, no walking the dog…and I have still had some spells. \
Other than that, I had a wonderful Christmas with most of my family with me. My daughter did the cooking and I was able to just sit and enjoy the kids.
As for the rest of 2020, the election in November, to say the outcome is a disappointment for me is an understatement. Sadly, the main-stream media has joined forces with the Far Left Rhetoric that becoming a socialist country is the right thing to do forgetting that socialism leads to communism. The government tells you what to think, say, and do. Freedoms become a thing of the past, and the individual owns nothing.
I think the biggest insult to me is being told by the Biden administration that I am a racist because I supported Trump. That I need to be reprogrammed. That unless I am reprogrammed I will be a useless member of society. Does any of this sound familiar?
I hope that I can keep up with this blog better than I have in the past year. I do like blogging, I just sometimes feel as if I don’t have anything of interest to anyone to blog about. I guess we all feel like that sometimes.
Come sit on my little porch and have a fresh cup of coffee with me. I hope you’re doing well. I have been so busy the past couple of weeks. I have been in my apartment for a year next month. Gee, where does the time go?
Anyway, it’s been the period of doctors. If you know what I mean. I have been to my Internest, Rheumatologist, Foot Doctor and had my mammogram. I can remember my mom saying to me that you can tell you are getting old when all you have to talk about is going to the doctor. LOL I guess she was right.
I actually have been tearing into all of those bins and boxes from my quilting room. They have been stacked in the second bedroom of my apartment. Obviously having everything packed up has put a crimp in my hobby. I can’t believe the things I have saved. I have a huge trash bag full of scraps that I am going to give away. Some of the dog and cat rescues make beds for the animals from scraps. I am a big fan of donating.
The weather has been hot with storms almost everyday. The first hurricane of the season is in the books as well. It’s been so hot that the dog doesn’t want to go for her walk. And she usually walks about 5 miles a day. I will definitely be happy when the thermostat dips and the cool breezes return.
So tell me, what’s new? Read any good books lately? What about movies?
Thanks for stopping by for coffee. Keep the faith!
Ever since I was a little girl I have loved to visit lighthouses. They have always given me comfort and a feeling of safety. I know that the lighthouses are not there for the benefit of those on land, but rather for those who travel the seas. Just the same, I derive comfort from them.
I will never forget the first lighthouse I visited. My family and I went on a day trip to Long Beach Island at the Jersey shore. Pulling into the parking lot and seeing the Barnegat Lighthouse standing tall and almost regal, I was in awe.
I moved to North Carolina several years ago and have spent many hours investigating the Lighthouses near me. I still get that special feeling when I see one. I attended several quilt retreats on Oak Island which has a wonderful Lighthouse. My room was flooded with light as it circulated around facing the house I stayed in. The rhythm of the light shining in and out of my room put me right to sleep.
What a lovely day it is here. Not too warm and sunny. Gracie and I had a very nice walk this morning. Right now I am sitting with my legs propped up, Gracie is right beside me and I am sipping an iced coffee.
While I was out walking I saw a few things I wanted to photograph. When I got home I looked for my camera. I can’t find it! I have no idea where it could be. So, my Mother’s Day has been spent pulling things out of my very overstuffed quilt room trying to locate it.
My daughter was disappointed I wanted to stay home to work on my quilt room. Funny, kids don’t understand that sometimes it’s nice to just be by yourself so you can tackle a project that has been weighing on your mind. We faced timed this morning which was really nice. She was fine then.
So, I have pulled numerous boxes and bins out of that room. So far no camera. I haven’t panicked yet. But, I did ask my son to do some research on cameras for me so that I can get a new one if necessary. I really have missed my photography. I know that I am not that good, but I do enjoy it so much.
I have been looking around for some challenges like we used to have on WordPress. I remember that some people ran some on their own. I like doing challenges because it forces me to write more often. If anyone can suggest any, I would appreciate you letting me know.
If we were having coffee this morning, we would be sipping through our face masks. We are still in a stay at home situation here in North Carolina. The only time I go out is to walk Gracie. Poor girl’s walks have gotten shorter, but she seems to have gotten used to it.
As you can see from the picture above, my coffee cup is empty and very lonely sitting on my patio table. I do sit on the patio, but it’s very cold out today. I went out there and only lasted a couple of minutes. 🙂
It’s been a while since I have posted. I am having fun trying to figure out how things work here now. It seems they have changed how things are done. It took me forever to find where I could use the old editor.
I have been keeping busy sewing masks. Our health care facilities have asked for them. The big problem is everyone is making them and supplies have run short. Not fabric, I have plenty, but the elastic needed for the masks is out of stock everywhere. I ordered 100 yards over a month ago and it still has not come in.
I miss getting to spend time with my quilter friends. But the biggest hurdle for me is not being able to attend Mass and receive the sacraments. Seeing it online is not the same. This pandemic has really changed our way of life. It certainly gives us pause to reevaluate what is important and what is not. I hope that our economy will pick back up after the stay at home order is rescinded. I know that many people are struggling with no paycheck coming in.
I am excited because I am going to Medjugorje in October. I have wanted to make a pilgrimage there for a very long time. I am praying that by then this pandemic is just a memory so it doesn’t get canceled.
It’s been a while since I have posted. I am having fun trying to figure out how things work on here now. Seems they have changed how things are done.
Well 2020 came into being and I am still trying to settle myself into my apartment. I have finally admitted to myself and my daughters, that I moved entirely too much stuff with me. Most of it is my quilting supplies. I didn’t realize how much fabric I had collected. So, I am purging. I am surprised it isn’t harder than it is. I have found a place to donate a lot of sewing supplies to. I met a woman in Walmart who teaches young girls how to sew. She was ecstatic about getting fabric for her classes.
I have neglected my blogs. I have neglected my reading. I can’t remember the last time I sat and just read. My grandchildren are here almost every day. I love it. I lived an hour away before and now they are just 15 minutes up the road. They are growing like weeds. Andrew just turned 16. I can’t believe it.
I hope to get back to my blogging. I find it helps keep me on point with my life. Know what I mean?
I am beginning a new chapter in my life. After the frustrations with the damage that was done to my house, I realized that I was ready to make some changes in my life. I have moved to the city of Wilmington and have left my country setting behind.
I am close to both of my daughters so I will get to see them much more often. And, that means my grandchildren can come to visit a lot more. What a difference just being fifteen minutes away from them makes.
I am still unpacking and trying to get my quilting room together. I had to give a lot of things up, but I was surprised to learn that it was easier than I would have thought. I feel free of all the “stuff” we all hold onto. I have learned that we just don’t need it. Our memories are in our hearts. Don’t misunderstand, I did keep a few things from my past. There is always something you can’t part with. 🙂
Yesterday was my birthday. My daughter Samantha had me over for dinner and cake and ice cream. It was a lovely evening. I have neglected my blogs. I think I will now be able to put the time into them again and maybe even write something worth reading.
Has really kicked me in the butt. I am still not in my home and I have no idea when that will change. Seems that many of the workers have left NC and gone to Florida which has left a big hole in the recovery of our state.
I have been blessed with a wonderful friend who has opened her home to me and made me feel as though I am home. I miss the blogosphere. I will return as soon as I can. In the meantime, I wish all of my fellow bloggers a very Blessed Merry Christmas.
We are still stuck in Virginia. The roads remain flooded in NC. The kids and the animals are handling it well. I dare say better than Kelly and I are. Thankfully there is a pool the kids can burn some energy in.
It started raining here today, but it’s not heavy. I think where we are in Virginia Florence will be missed by the storm. I sure hope so.