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I Don’t Quilt But I Do Other Crafts

Today’s Word of the Day Challenge word prompt is quilt. I could swear we did that one recently, but I will do it again…only different this time.

I don’t know how to quilt, I can’t sew a straight line to save my life, but I do work on other crafts. I have done macramé, I have tried my hand at crochet. I have made jewelry, shell crafts, and now I’m into diamond art, I love it! Those that have heard me talk about are probably sick of hearing how much I love it.

My eyes and hands are not as strong as they used to be, and my time is limited these days, so that’s why I stick to DA as my craft. I can fit an hour in, while at the same time watching an episode of something on Hulu or Netflix, or, I can listen to an audiobook. Lately, I have preferred shows, I just finished season one of Barkskins and I can’t wait for more. This morning I started Top of the Lake and it looks fabulous as well! I feel guilty for not writing more, but I also get a lot of pleasure from this so I’m taking it. We have to have our little pleasures in life. Plus, if there is a book associated with a show I like, I usually read it after, that way I can visualize the characters even better! So, it also encourages more reading (as if I don’ already read enough!!!)

Yesterday was Father’s Day. I enjoyed the day, though I was in pain for most of it; dang UTI’s and my stupid, arthritis in my knee. Grrrrr. Today I gave a sample to the lab so my kidney dr. will put me on the appropriate meds if necessary. Of course, they won’t get the results back until Friday because he ordered a culture, so I will take OTC meds and flush with tons of water in the meantime. I even remembered to snap a few pics!! Dad and Dave opening gifts and cards, the boys Sean, Chris and his girl Becky in the background.

Saturday, after some errands, we drove out to the DFW National Cemetery to visit Dave’s parents and my mom. It was a short, somber visit, I’m sorry but I don’t get much out of those visits, I just do it out of respect. It is a beautiful place, but looking at a stone marker (our parents were cremated) does nothing for me. I feel guilty about that, but I’m just being honest. I would rather remember my loved ones as they were in life, so my preference is looking at picturesand recalling stories. I do miss all the folks who have gone from my life, there are so many. I pray we are all united in Heaven someday. How do y’all feel about visiting the cemetery?

My moms marker, Dad will go there when his time comes.

 

 

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