This and That

 Happy Monday, it's the last day of the three day Labor Day weekend.  I've stayed home except for going to my sister's for my nephew's birthday dinner yesterday.  He is 30 years old now.  Jeez.  

I got my driver's license renewed last week.  I wonder if that will be the last time I renew it?  I hope not.

Greg and Brad are getting along as well as I hoped they would.  That makes me very happy, and I can tell that Greg is much happier than he was.  Brad is a most adorable and loving black kitten, and a great addition to our family unit.

Like I mentioned, I got my round loom out last week, and started making some stocking hats for Christmas presents.  My daughter sent me some very brightly colored yarns for my birthday, so I made this:

I can't tell you who it's for.  

I have another one on the loom, and have the next one planned in my head.  

Play Nice!  xxoo

Big Boy Brad

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Blocked

I seem to find myself with a blockage in my creativity.  

I spoke of this before, and while I did try to not work on anything, it's very hard for me to sit still and not be doing something with my hands.  Apparently this is a lesson/practice that I need to work on?  

I have to remember that I am in a new life now.  I don't have to depend on selling my creations to supply the vices that I no longer have.  

I have to remember that I am making it all on my own now, and remind myself that I'm doing well.  

In saying this, I am allowing myself to unschedule from self-imposed deadlines.  

My FB Shop is up and running, and there is content in it.  I'll continue to add items as they become available.  And I'm pretty much always up for a custom project, for sure.

I'm gonna give myself a moment to think about this, give myself a little re-boot.  

I can almost feel my creativity starting to bubble a little bit.

And in that regard, in my life I have found that if I take the time to put my thoughts in writing, it seems to clear up some space in my brain to think some different thoughts.  It's like I get a loop going in there, thinking the same things over and over and over until I write them down.  Like my brain knows now that it's written down I won't forget.  

My thoughts are fleeting these days, too.  I gotta write them down quickly, or else I will remember that I wanted to remember something, but I'll be danged if I can remember what that was!  So frustrating.  I mean, eventually some of those thoughts come back, but I'm sure not all of them.  Like Shower Thoughts.  

Sometimes I get the best ideas, and I think there's no way I will not remember them, yet I do.  I know they were great ideas, I remember how I felt when I thought them.  

Ah well, I can't blame that one on age, I've always been like this.  I have so many notebooks filled with such thoughts.  

Greg and I have had a couple of play times, he's ran the circle around here, climbing up on the top of the pantry in that circle at least twice.  I think we are both maybe just a little bored?  He doesn't know it but I have an order going in to Temu this week, and he's getting a bunch of new toys!  He won't get them all at once, of course.  He's also getting a large container of Temptations, because he loves to learn new tricks.  On his own time, as that is the cat way.

Just putting things in different places is something different to explore. 
And nap.

Play Nice!  xxoo

PS  I almost forgot the weather report!  A beautiful rainy/thunderstormy morning.  Lost of cool breeze blowing in the windows.  But this afternoon and the rest of this week?  Almost triple digits!  

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Well, Hello!

 It's been a little bit, I've been doing a few family things, since my little family has come to America to visit for the first time in 4 years.  My grands spent the night last week, Thursday, and are coming to spend the night with me tonight!  

My place is small, but we all fit, and we have a wonderful time.  

They are staying with family about an hour north from here.  I drove up to see them, all his cousin's  and their families, and all his siblings came...they had a really good time.  It was fun to watch them in the pool, laughing and talking to each other, as grownups, for probably the first time.  I hope they took group pics.

There are a couple of "things" going on, family wise.  Of course, right?  One may be fixable.  The other I think it could be written in stone that it is finished.  

You know, people feel how they feel.  I think it's disrespectful to try to change the way they feel.  But I will, however, suggest a different way of looking at a situation.  That's about all I can do really.  

So, I've been creating little Pleather (faux leather) Critters.  Really liking the Pleather Suede a lot. I'll get my photobox and stuff back out of the closet once the kids are gone.  

Good Boy Greg is one year old!  Our routine is so comfortable, but he's still a "teenager" in most ways.  Energetic, mischevious, cantankerous when he doesn't get his way...but also sweet and cuddly when he wants to be.  

I love this cat.

Here's a couple pics of something I've been working on.  Those are I think 5 x 7 stretched canvas.  I've hand appliqued the kitty's and handsewn them to the canvas.  Teal and a few shades of purple.  

I think they are so cute!  

And of course, I can do them in just about any color combo,

and have some printed felt, as well.  

Send me a message, I would love to create something for you!

Alright, it's almost 1:00 pm, they will probably be here in a couple hours, so I better do anything that needs to be done before they get here because that's how I roll.  I only have them for a short time, and it will be a long time until I get to squeeze them again.  

Play Nice!  xxoo

Found those Benihana Buddahs on the free table in the community laundry room!  

Score!  One for me, one for Mary! 

(tiniest Gain bottle, for scale) 

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Fitting In

 How in the world does a person do that?  Is it easy?  

Or maybe a better question, how do you know if the people you pal around with are really your friend?

Here's where my concerns are.  Every morning as I am having my coffee, I check in with a few family members and friends.  

I find myself wondering, though, what would happen if I didn't do that?  How many days would it take for them to notice that they haven't heard from me?

Or...are they keeping in touch because they might need something from me?  

I want the people that I care about know that I care about them.  But I'm not sure that they care about me the same way.  

In my previous life, there were people that I saw every day of the week.  We laughed together and drank beers together, and I thought we were all friends.  But since I have been gone, not one single one of them have reached out to me, to see if I was ok, what really happened, nothing.  Silence.  *insert crickets*

I understand that they were "his" friends first and foremost.  It jarred me, though.  Did they ever like me?  

I probably shouldn't worry about this, and I really don't "worry," I'm just trying to figure out how to know.  Because now I feel pretty stoopid for caring so much about them.  

Ok, enough about my insecurities.  They only rear their ugly heads once in a great while.  

I made a thing...

I am liking doing these on the canvas.  

This is on a printed canvas. Made for Mary.

It's her two orange cats, Buddy (on the bottom) and Boo.

My kids are coming for a visit from Germany next month.  I haven't squeezed them for about 3 years now, so every day I am getting more and more excited.  I have made something special for both the girls, and am working on a gift for the boy.  

I am so excited for them to see my new place, and to meet Greg.  The oldest knows that "Papa" and I are no longer together, but I don't know if the younger ones know.  I will leave that up to their mother to tell them, and I will give them age appropriate answers to their questions.  

He didn't deserve to be in their lives.  

Ok, before I get too involved in thinking about "that," I will leave you for now.  

Play Nice!  xxoo

Greg

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Well, Shoot

 Payday is not until next week.  I don't know why I have such a hard time remembering!  I thought it was the 3rd week of the month, but today the interwebs tell me it is the 4th week.  Now, I can plan accordingly.  I hope.

Darlin' Danielle sent me some moola, and I'll be fine.  I'd be fine if I hadn't had to pay the deposit for the moving company.  He's sitting over there with more than money than he can see over, and I'm begging cash from my kid.  

I'd much rather be here.  My kid doesn't mind.  

Got a couple loads of laundry going, in the dryer now.  Stoopid Laundry room, only 2 out of 4 washers are working, and only 2 out of 4 dryers are any good.  Plus we gotta pay!  

In a senior community where our rent is federally assisted, already on an obviously fixed and scant income...they charge us a dollar per load.  

Since I am not going anywhere else today, I am going to tackle my felt scraps.  I have ideas for every single one of them!  

Play Nice!  xxoo

Good Boy Greg.

He's getting bigger and is just a delight.  

Meow