Saturday, November 19, 2016

So I Did Not Jump Off A Cliff And I Hope You Did Not Either



I've worked most of the day on Gibson's blanket and got it all done but for the embroidery that I do around the letters of his name and for the first time ever, I bought stencils to use as patterns for those and I feel as if I cheated a bit but so what?


The whole thing is incredibly imperfect, as imperfect as his grandmother, but it is going to be warm and cozy and soft and therefore, yes, like his grandmother. Or at least, as I would want to be for him. 

I finished listening to this book. 


I recommend highly. 
And then I immediately downloaded a new one. 


Generally, when I go to my app to find new books to listen to I search reviews before I download one but in this case, I just did it. I've only listened to a little bit of it and so far, I am pleased. We shall see. Right now I absolutely have to have something to listen to as I work with my hands. This is my saving grace, my coping mechanism, my way to get through my day. 
I talked to May tonight and it turned out that last week she was reading a book with her eyes at the same time I was listening to it. It was also a very well-written book and we both agreed it was fine. 


Although sad. But beautiful. 

A day. Another day in post Apocalyptic America. 
I took the trash, I cleaned the hen house, I did the laundry, I made the cranberry orange relish for Thanksgiving, I used my hands and thread and a needle and my grandmother's Singer sewing machine and flannel and scissors. I talked to my daughters and husband via text and phone. 

The sun rose, clouds came out and hid it, the wind blew them away, and it shone again. It is getting cold tonight. I made my bed so that when I get back into it tonight with my comfort book, I will be as comfortable as I can get. 

This is what I did today to try and stay on this side of the sanity/insanity fence. 
What did you do? I would like to know. 

Love...Ms. Moon

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  1. I got to make deviled eggs with church ladies I do not know, who welcomed me into their kitchen to celebrate the impending arrival of a baby of one of my dearest friends.

    One of the great mysteries of my life is why people of color have consistently treated me with love and kindness and welcome when people who look like me make such horrible things happen.

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    1. I have experienced the same my entire life and still have no explanation. It's a miracle of grace, I guess.

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  2. Ah. Love hearing all this. I need audiobook recommendations so thank you. When my phone broke, I was lost without my books. Today I sat in the sun with my coffee. I cut down plants as I talked to my aunt on the phone. I took a hot bubble bath. I did dishes and laundry. I made veggie pizza and drank red wine. I wrote in my journal. I texted with sweet friends. I read you.

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    1. The narrator on "Sons and Daughters" is one of my favorites. Very nicely done audio book AND great writing.
      Sounds like you're dealing with things in a good way. I think I'll get out in my yard today too. I know I need to. Love you, sweet woman.

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  3. Your day sounds almost perfect! The blanket/quilt is as it should be....beautifully made with love and it will be cherished and special. I also cleaned my coop today, did some wash and prepared the outside for impending rain that is due to begin during the night. I long to wake to the sound of rain.....we are hopeful. I'm ignoring the rest of the world for my own sanity
    Susan M

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    1. Ignoring the rest of the world sounds like good advice to me. For a day or two, at least. Not like my attention is going to change anything.
      Did you get rain? We are so dry here. So dry.

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  4. I got up and made breakfasts. I keep forgetting to feed the dog. The poor dog! I returned to bed and indulged in being on the internet while hiding from the cold. The tip of my nose and my mouse hand froze a bit. Generally though, it was very pleasant. I started writing a little thing to enter a competition with. That was also surprisingly pleasant, it's usually like pulling teeth. I'd say it probably means it's not any good, but it's only a couple paragraphs so far.

    I brought my son and his friend to their school disco, mini-teens. It was cute. Dade had his chosen song played, We Will Rock You, and the crowd did rejoice, and he was well pleased, though he did not run around the dance floor telling everyone it was his glorious choice. He is modest.

    After dropping them over, I walked the dog in the cold dark football fields, but met a fellow mum friend walking her dog and we had very nice chats and resolved to do more dog walking together.

    I cooked a nice bulgar dish for dinner I haven't made in ages, and thought it was lovely. Booked tickets for the zoo tomorrow, weather permitting. It's late now, and it's pouring rain out. My duvet conver is outside in it, I've already washed it twice - I was going to go out to get it earlier but it got so cold I couldn't face the icy blast - 0 degrees, -1 tonight. Winter's here.

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    1. Too cold by far! Sounds like you had a very fine day, Jo. I'm so glad to hear that. I hope you got to go to the zoo.

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    2. We did! We had another fine day. A fine, very cold day :)

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  5. I like the blanket. I think it's a good idea to make things, which you do all the time, I know. I don't even cook. Not well anyway. Not liking it. But today I am enjoying cooking as an escape. Who knows what I might become in the Scared New World? Maybe a chef.

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    1. I don't make things all the time. But I certainly enjoy it when I do. And yes, I do cook. I think a lot of us are finding solace in the kitchen right now which could end up being a good thing.

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  6. I went for a run. I cleaned the house. Walked the dogs with my boy, made bread. Read a biography of Edith Wharton until the biographer used Trump as a reference (the book was published years ago) and then I had to stop. Now I'm listening to the rain and it's dark and beautiful outside and smells like woodsmoke. I'm here, still burning.

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    1. I long for the sound of rain. We need it so bad. I was listening to an older book the other day and Trump was referenced and not in a good way. HOW did this happen? I keep asking myself and there are no good answers.
      We are all burning. Smoldering, ashy, bright, dark, flames leaping, settling down, only to flare again. This is too real.

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  7. Beautiful quilt! Red with cowboy boots. He'll cherish it always.

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    1. Gibson does love his boots. I sure hope he likes it.

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  8. I ate a chicken and pimento cheese biscuit, laughed and swore about this ridiculous situation with my neighbor, went to a movie, and had a grilled cheese sandwich for supper. Now I'm watching "Vikings" surrounded by three cats. Distractions and comfort carbs. It's how I do it.

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    1. I'm doing the carb thing too. It's so predictable and yet...well. It's what we do.

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  9. I went to my favourite place on the planet and planted a bug in my husband's ear about wanting to move there. I could get work there in two shakes of a lambs tail. One day. I hope soon.

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  10. My husband and I started out to take our mountain bikes to their storage unit. However, we got caught in traffic due to the perimeter bike tour in Tucson. They close a lot of roads for this ride. Then we went out east to look at possible new RV parks for next winter, but they weren't any better than where we are now. Then I read an article in the WA Post about how Trump's infrastructure program is actually a get well program for contractors and my headache got a lot worse. I'm still tearing my hair out. So, I'm still on the edge.

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    1. I think we're all eyeing the edge a little too closely. Hang in there, woman.

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  11. I spent the day with three remarkable women in the gorgeous Pacific Northwest. We walked and talked and planned --

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  12. well, yesterday was my day to work at the store and today is usually my day to work outside even though it is cold, the first real cold we've had. even turned the heater on for the first time. but instead of doing that I am driving into the city to take the mountain of recycling and glass to the collection center and then helping my daughter get her house straight and clean for Thanksgiving.

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    1. You are such a good mama, Ellen! Honestly. You are.

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  13. Oh, you make me feel so inadequate. I don't know how you get through so many books! I'm only on page 69 of American Pastoral, which I've been reading for like a week, and did I touch it AT ALL this weekend? No.

    I would buy a book called The Cauliflower, especially with that cover!

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    1. Well, basically I listen to books all day long. ALL DAY!
      The Cauliflower is taking a lot of attention. I'm not sure I'm actually following it. I love being able to get these books from the library because if I don't like them, I can just send them on their way back instantly and then choose another.

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