So I went back to the My G-Word Soul Boutique this afternoon after I'd taken the trash and and gone to the post office. I have to say it did look better in the store than it did on opening day. I think she's added some rugs and there are Christmas decorations and a little more stock although the only new items I saw that were the least bit interesting to me were some glass bowls whose bottoms had been molten (?) to cradle into some very pretty wood pieces. Not sure if it was driftwood or not but something like that. I would have bought one but what in hell would I do with it? There were also a few more "artistic" things like painted clam shells and! some non-painted clam shells labeled as "natural shells" for $1.50 each. These shells are abundant on our beaches so I'm not sure who is going to be buying those. I was underwhelmed with it all, frankly. But I did buy that little pouch with finger puppet dolls imported from Nepal via "Ancient Wisdom Marketing."
I do believe I did a blog post once about ancient wisdom.
Knowing me, you will probably guess that I am a bit cynical about ancient wisdom, or at least how the term is used these days, describing anything new age-ish which is probably mostly some weird deviation of cultural appropriation. Don't get me wrong. There were a lot of ancients with a great amount of wisdom but I have a feeling that we've lost most of the important stuff.
But perhaps Ms. Magnolia will like the little pouch for a Christmas present.
The woman who owns the shop had her grandson there today. He seemed to be about seven and was playing a video game on his phone. "Grandma!" he said.
"I just killed two guys and I got killed."
He was a cute kid although he appeared to have a cold or something. I hope it was only a cold. After I made my purchase he said, "Thank you for shopping at My Gypsy Soul Boutique!"
"You are welcome," I said. Bless his little heart.
It's been gray and chilly again today and I have mostly stayed in to work on Maggie's quilt. I made good progress.
That will be the name part of the name blanket. I got the letters cut out and sewn onto the top panel and then all of that sewn to the orange panel which will be like a frame. I am going to embroider around the letters and I believe I may hold off sewing that part to the rest of the blanket until I do that. Just easier to work on a smaller part than on an entire blanket although it IS cozy, having one of those on my lap as I stitch.
Anyway, this is what the blanket will look like, for the most part, when it's done.
Anyway, this is what the blanket will look like, for the most part, when it's done.
And as I always say- at least it is soft. And will be cozy.
Hank is doing much better today. His heart fell back into its regular rhythm while he was sleeping last night so HURRAY!
And of course the huge, big news today is that Mr. Moon will be back home soon where I can love on him and feed him and tend him. He called earlier this afternoon to tell me that he was in Orlando but of course he still had to fly to Atlanta and THEN back to Tallahassee because this is the way it is. So frustrating. He literally could have driven from Orlando and been home earlier than he will be waiting on the flight to Atlanta and then home. I remember the last time we flew home from Cozumel and I was weeping by the time we'd spent fourteen hours or so in planes and airports. Tallahassee, the capital city of Florida has the most ridiculous air-connections in the world. You cannot go anywhere from here without going through Atlanta and that is just the way it is. I have clean sheets on the bed and will leave the light on and the door unlocked for him and I expect him around one or two this morning. I'll get his blanket arrangements set up on the bed before I go to sleep and I've told Maurice that Daddy will indeed be home tonight and that she will probably see him before I do. She just looks so worried all the time these days.
For my last meal as a hunting widow, I am making a cream of asparagus, leek, and potato soup. Mr. Moon will eat asparagus but it is not his favorite and somehow, I bought more than I could use up while he was gone. So. It will be perfect for this cold, rainy night because yes, it is indeed raining now.
Here's a picture of Maggie and Gibson that Lily sent to us today.
You Name blankets are so dreamy! Maggie's is a prize, being the girl of the family, it should be. She is special! I love her!ReplyDelete
The little dollys wrapped up in felted wool look sweet,
YOUR, my finger always skips the "r"...Delete
And Maggie loves YOU! You're one of her favorite people in the entire world, as a matter of fact. I think she considers you to be someone like Santa Claus only probably better.Delete
You sound so excited about Mr Moon coming home, like a kid! It's lovely.ReplyDelete
That was a long time to go without seeing him.Delete
Maggie's blanket is coming along nicely and will be as beautiful as she is when it is done. I can understand Maurice being worried, her favourite person being gone twice in one month!ReplyDelete
I don't like asparagus either, what I do like is a nice beef casserole and I have one slow cooking in the oven as I type this.
Won't it be so lovely to wake up tomorrow and have everything and everyone right where they should be!
It would have been perfect to have everyone back where they belong but not everything turned out to BE perfect. But overall, pretty good anyway.Delete
I just love Maggie's blanket and you've given me some ideas for a next project once "the quilt from hell is finished"! AND I just had to mention that sewing machine. It looks like it came to you from a time machine - how lovely is that!ReplyDelete
That sewing machine was my grandma's. It was made in 1954, just like me. I have used it my entire life.Delete
You are doing a fine job on Magnolia's special quilt. I wonder if Mr Moon will be carrying the carcass of a black-tailed deer in his suitcase - a thoughtful gift for the spouse who has everything..ReplyDelete
No. No deer in his luggage. He will be getting a head mount at some point in the future. The meat will be eaten by the people he went hunting with.Delete
Ancient wisdom.. that's a new term to me. I'd be suspicious too (ha ha) Thanks for your kind comments over at mine - Oscar is getting there - albeit slowly - as am I, for we would seem to be as entangled as quantum particles. My mum was quilter - she can't manage large projects these days, but takes pride that she can still thread a needle. Sharp as a pin too!ReplyDelete
I thought of your mom today as I tried to thread a needle with a too-small hole with embroidery thread. I wish she'd been here!Delete
So glad to hear about Oscar. And I loved your story about Spike.
Those name blankets will be family heirlooms. It rained all day here yesterday, would stop for a bit but start up again. Not a hard rain, just more than light and it was a cold day though every day has been cold and will continue to be. I didn't even bother to put on actual pants, just kept my fleece lounge pants on all day.ReplyDelete
Ugh. It's like that here- either drizzly or looking like it's going to be drizzle and cold. Wet cold. We're either complaining about the heat or the cold, aren't we?Delete
Ancient wisdom is an interesting term. Usually what I find is that it gives people an opportunity to reject any new idea and cling to the old wisdom. Except that sometimes, the wisdom has ceased to make sense and there is no reason to cling to it. Every idea, old or new, should be pondered to see if it has any merit.ReplyDelete
Like selling clam shells for $1.50 that can be collected for free, for instance. It sounds like the nice lady could benefit from some wisdom.
It makes me crazy how people are always going on about ancient wisdom when it comes to new age practices. Sort of an oxymoron there, isn't it? But you are right- it is best to consider any and all scrap of wisdom we may come across.Delete
I'm glad you went back to MGSB! Important to support the 'hood, I suppose, though I don't blame you for passing on the clam shells.ReplyDelete
I'm glad Hank's heart is doing what it should, and Mr. Moon will be home soon. (In fact he must be there by now.)
Maggie's blanket looks amazing!
Oh, those clam shells. I have them all over this house, just sitting there, collecting dust.Delete
Yep. Glen's home!
Maggie's blanket is so adorable. And your story about that little store cracks me up --ReplyDelete
Oh, Elizabeth. You would die if you saw this shop.Delete
Those glass bowls on wood are made in Asia, I believe.ReplyDelete
That quilt will look terrific and Maggie will love it! I am glad that Mr. Moon is home and you are happy! :)ReplyDelete
The quilt is exquisite. Seems I heard song lyrics along the lines of "you can't get to Hell without flying through Atlanta first..." Not sure what that says about Tallahassee, but it reminded me.¯\_(ツ)_/¯ReplyDelete