Dull is Good

There hasn't been alot going on this week so I really don't have much to blog about this time.

Over the past several days, I have worked on The Sparrow and organized my stash a bit. I went through my charts and picked out the ones I really hope to complete this year then set them aside in their own special box. Of course, hoping to do and actually getting them done by years end are two entirely different things.

I am on Page Two of The Sparrow by Tree of Life Samplings. It has been a fun stitch so far and knowing the special meaning it holds just makes me want to pick it up to work on even more. I plan to put my father's initials with year of his birth and death on the bottom line of the alphabet box. I have not quite figured out how I want to stitch up his personalization yet. His name is too long for the space allowed but just his initials leaves a lot of blank space unless I fill it in with some symbols provided on the pattern. I put my initials above the date.

Until next time, may you have simple days and an uncluttered heart.

The Blahs

Once again I am unable to use my camera. I need some batteries and won't be able to get them until this weekend. I feel as though a part of me is missing!

Harold went to the hospital again over the weekend. He came home from work early in the day and said he felt really funny with chest pains so another ambulance made it's way out to our house. They took him to ER first then set him up in a room on another floor to moniter his heart for the remainder of the day. After a days worth of blood tests they finally decided to release him around 9 that night along with some medical orders and he came home.

I am still digging through my stash and constantly changing my mind on what to do! I need to just pull something and start it! I have an order to make later this week. Nothing big. Just several charts I saw that begged me to bring them home!

The past year since my Dad passed away has been a hard one for me. It was full of tears and memories. My mother died when I was 15 years old on August 12 and this has always been the hardest day of the year for me to get through. Now I have the anniversary of my father's death on August 13 to deal with also. Harold may take a day or two off to help keep me busy. Not that I would forget either day but staying busy would help some. August has always been a hard month for me and now it seems even more so. I don't know if it's because of the sadness involved with this month, the heat or a combination of both but I always feel a lack of energy and desire to do anything productive until September arrives.

I will be back after this hard week is over and life resumes back to normal. So until next time, may you have simple days and an uncluttered heart.