Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Rita
Just want to say that I don't think you are getting my emails. The Mail Demon keeps sending them to my spam folder....I just wanted to say have a wonderful Christmas!
Monday, December 21, 2015
Monday, December 14, 2015
Coming down the other side of the mountain
Busy, busy! Still working on the 2 quilts but making progress. We expanded the train platform and added so many new things to it, a Ferris Wheel, ice skating pond, mountains...just too many things to tell you about. I should be able to get it together enough to enjoy this year but my son will have many things to add to in the future. Right now the sewing room and kitchen are a mess!!
New houses being assembled on foam board
New expanded platform and flowers for the office and me
Houses are the background to the German Christmas Market. I still need sidewalks, town tree and market stands. I'm hoping to get that much done today.
I'm trying not to be in a race for time but the truth is showing it's nasty head. I think I have made that trip to the top of the mountain, was given so many extra days to enjoy my family. But, I'm getting signs that the end is near, my ability to do things is coming to an end. I think the next 5 days will be putting this all together, having the trains running on the tracks and having one quilt under the needle getting quilted.
We had a wonderful Thanksgiving so everyone is coming back for Christmas. That too has changed. My son had an attack. Tomorrow he'll be having surgery for a stomach ulcer. That changes the menu! I haven't put that together entirely but I'm hoping for on line help from all the best cooks! For the past week he's only eaten cereal so he's looking forward to this dinner.
That's what's happening at the Gibson home this season....hope everyone is also getting their holiday together!
Sewing room. Adding the lace to quilt #2.
I'm trying not to be in a race for time but the truth is showing it's nasty head. I think I have made that trip to the top of the mountain, was given so many extra days to enjoy my family. But, I'm getting signs that the end is near, my ability to do things is coming to an end. I think the next 5 days will be putting this all together, having the trains running on the tracks and having one quilt under the needle getting quilted.
We had a wonderful Thanksgiving so everyone is coming back for Christmas. That too has changed. My son had an attack. Tomorrow he'll be having surgery for a stomach ulcer. That changes the menu! I haven't put that together entirely but I'm hoping for on line help from all the best cooks! For the past week he's only eaten cereal so he's looking forward to this dinner.
That's what's happening at the Gibson home this season....hope everyone is also getting their holiday together!
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Too many iron's in the pot
It's a good thing we are having Thanksgiving on Saturday because my grandson has to work Thanksgiving and black Friday. I have so many things started...just started! The kitchen table is so loaded down with train items I don't know where to go with them so we can eat!
The new enlarged train platform is finally done but not up and running yet.
The quilt...well it's moving along...slowly
I have 10 more blocks to put the green vine around by machine. Then I'll hand embroider the flowers over it, layer it and quilt it. I also have the flower garden to quilt.
I found my Santa Bank from the 1940's. They use to give them to kids who started a bank account.
Our little tree is sort of up. The plug is broken so I have to pick up a new one.
I also found my wooden carved doll. She's waiting up for Santa with her bowl of cookies. Also my toy box music box that my son Mark bought for me one year.
Tomorrow I'll start the cooking. First will be the cookies and candy.
Everyone have a nice Thanksgiving. Enjoy the food and the company!
I found my Santa Bank from the 1940's. They use to give them to kids who started a bank account.
Everyone have a nice Thanksgiving. Enjoy the food and the company!
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Alive and fighting the fight!
Oh my, life is so joyous and while living it for the past 70 years, I forgot many times to enjoy it and look past myself.
It's funny how people view death. I have some really nice clothing. I told my friend, who is the same size, where to find my summer clothing and where I'd put my winter clothing so she would know where to find them when I'm gone....OH, I can't do that she said. Tears came to her eyes and she continued to protest against taking and wearing my things. Okay I said, then when you walk past some stranger in Wal mart who is wearing my Bob Mackie jacket, you won't feel bad or have the memory of the day I bought it and we both gasped at the price? She continued to stumble through some mild protests and then said she won't let that happen. You're right, I would be very sick to see anyone wearing your clothing who didn't love you. Made me laugh!
Then there is the Spanish driver who takes me to my doctor appointments. He calls me Mom and when I lost my hair he pointed out to all the nurses how much we looked like twins...mother and son with his own bald head. I don't have to do any crying because Rafael does it all for me. He takes care of me like I was a baby so my own son never has to worry about me when I'm with Rafael.
These people who are so important to me were always here but I forgot to stop and look at them and enjoy them.
I've been fighting the fight with these quilts! Finally today I have both of them layered and ready for quilting. Well one of them has a lot of embroidery to go through first but at least I am no longer ripping stitches from the top section! Everything is a mess right now but soon I should have something to post.
We are working on the train platform. I am turning it into a German Christmas Market. That means lots of plaster and an imagination as I go along. We had to expand the size so the Merry go round and Ferris Wheel would fit along with the houses and the market stands. Fun, Fun...and Fun Of course the living room sofa is almost sitting in the kitchen!
I'm going to try for photo's by next weekend but that might not happen. I'm having a dozen relatives for Thanksgiving dinner and a sleep-over. It's also my grandson's birthday. So in between the quilts and trains I'll be cooking ahead so it's not so hard on Thanksgiving.
This is a German Christmas Market.
It's funny how people view death. I have some really nice clothing. I told my friend, who is the same size, where to find my summer clothing and where I'd put my winter clothing so she would know where to find them when I'm gone....OH, I can't do that she said. Tears came to her eyes and she continued to protest against taking and wearing my things. Okay I said, then when you walk past some stranger in Wal mart who is wearing my Bob Mackie jacket, you won't feel bad or have the memory of the day I bought it and we both gasped at the price? She continued to stumble through some mild protests and then said she won't let that happen. You're right, I would be very sick to see anyone wearing your clothing who didn't love you. Made me laugh!
Then there is the Spanish driver who takes me to my doctor appointments. He calls me Mom and when I lost my hair he pointed out to all the nurses how much we looked like twins...mother and son with his own bald head. I don't have to do any crying because Rafael does it all for me. He takes care of me like I was a baby so my own son never has to worry about me when I'm with Rafael.
These people who are so important to me were always here but I forgot to stop and look at them and enjoy them.
I've been fighting the fight with these quilts! Finally today I have both of them layered and ready for quilting. Well one of them has a lot of embroidery to go through first but at least I am no longer ripping stitches from the top section! Everything is a mess right now but soon I should have something to post.
We are working on the train platform. I am turning it into a German Christmas Market. That means lots of plaster and an imagination as I go along. We had to expand the size so the Merry go round and Ferris Wheel would fit along with the houses and the market stands. Fun, Fun...and Fun Of course the living room sofa is almost sitting in the kitchen!
I'm going to try for photo's by next weekend but that might not happen. I'm having a dozen relatives for Thanksgiving dinner and a sleep-over. It's also my grandson's birthday. So in between the quilts and trains I'll be cooking ahead so it's not so hard on Thanksgiving.
This is a German Christmas Market.
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Attention Rita
Looks like I can't send you email. It keeps getting knocked back by the Mail Demon. I had sent you a few photo's to ask you about them and if you liked the items enough for me to send them....Can you try and send me an email and see if it goes through. I might have to have Dave look at my security or something. Thanks
Friday, October 30, 2015
Look's like I'll see Thanksgiving!
Sorry Rita, I forget to post when I'm feeling good and busy. First my son bought a new truck. We went to Pittsburgh to see the RA doctor. The ride was great, so much room and comfort built in.
I've been working on the 2 quilts. One is layered and ready to quilt and I'm working on the other one. I should soon have one to show.
The weather has been cold, very cold. I went to the oncologist a few weeks ago. She said this has to be a slow growing cancer. By now she expected me to be bed ridden and sleeping most of the time. So I don't have to see her again for 4 months unless I start feeling sick.
Strange things happen when you get Chemo. They told me it would take the pigment out of my hair. Since it was already white at age 70 I didn't care. But I've grown "funny" hair. It's so thick it's like animal hair, a bear or a beaver! The color is mixed blonde, brown and red. It feels fuzzy and it's very curly, a wire like curl like in a pot washer. The hair on my legs is dark, dark brown. I've always been so fair I never had to shave my legs. But now it's just ugly so I have to wax it.
So for now things are okay. I'll try to post more often.
The weather has been cold, very cold. I went to the oncologist a few weeks ago. She said this has to be a slow growing cancer. By now she expected me to be bed ridden and sleeping most of the time. So I don't have to see her again for 4 months unless I start feeling sick.
Strange things happen when you get Chemo. They told me it would take the pigment out of my hair. Since it was already white at age 70 I didn't care. But I've grown "funny" hair. It's so thick it's like animal hair, a bear or a beaver! The color is mixed blonde, brown and red. It feels fuzzy and it's very curly, a wire like curl like in a pot washer. The hair on my legs is dark, dark brown. I've always been so fair I never had to shave my legs. But now it's just ugly so I have to wax it.
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