Saturday, September 9, 2017

Continuing Adventures with Mom

It is Saturday night.  Jerry is upstairs watching football.  I tried sitting with him, but he kept ignoring my questions -- even when I asked the same one three times -- so I came downstairs to talk to you.  I can, at least, PRETEND that you are listening to what I say.

My Mother shocked us last night.  She was SUPPOSED to be asleep as it was 10:30 at night.  Jerry and I were in bed falling asleep.  All of a sudden, all the lights went on in the kitchen, and they startled us shining into our doorway.  I knew right away it had to be Mom, and I heard her fiddling around with something in the drawers.

I could not imagine WHAT she would be doing in the kitchen drawers at 10:30 at night.  I quickly got out of bed and went into the kitchen.

Thank God I did!

I could not believe my eyes.

I purchased two shower caps for Mom when we were in Edmond last week.  Since she can now take her own shower, she requested a shower cap.  Having two homes, I bought her two.  Mom woke up WORRIED about the shower cap being ready for her shower the next morning, and she went in her bathroom to find it.  It was still in the UNopened plastic package.  The package was small -- maybe 3" by 4".

When I walked in the kitchen, Mom was standing in front of the open knife drawer.  She was holding a very long serrated bread carving knife in one hand and the shower cap package in the other.

I immediately rushed over and relieved her of the knife!

She informed me that she HAD to open that bag and get the cap ready for her shower in the morning. I put the knife back in the drawer and got a pair of scissors.  After opening the shower cap, I asked her to please go back to bed.

She did great today.  We put the shower doors back on her shower and put a nice bath bench with a back inside it.  She was very happy to be able to take a shower all by herself in her brand new shower cap.  Purple, of course!

I finished a pretty bracelet and started on another one today.  I got the second one about half-way done and decided it wasn't perfect enough.  I cut it all apart and started over.  Will show them both to you when I get matching earrings made.

PLEASE keep agreeing with me, my friends, that Hurricane Irma will cease and desist its threatening winds and waves and go back out to sea.

Time for bed here.

Be back soon.

Hugs, Joy

Thursday, September 7, 2017

Back Home with Pictures from Embroidery Class

Hey Everyone!

If you want to see me the day after I gave birth to my only child, go on over to her new BLOG.  It is really fun.  She shows you her amazing Golden Doodles in today's post.

Tammy is really excited about my readers checking out her BLOG.  I know a lot of you knit, so you will enjoy her beautiful knitted creations.

Here is a link:

Tammy's Knitting BLOG

I did some videos the last few days.  If you haven't seen them -- and you want to -- here they are:



As you will see in the following pictures, Phylly and I always laugh ourselves silly when we get together.  Neither one of us cared much about the flower or the butterfly.  We were there to see the latest Embroidery Machine called Destiny II.  When we found out it was nearly $17,000, we decided to just have fun and keep our money.

In the next pic, we were making the centers of the flower.  You had to stick a wire up into a straw. Then you had to burn tiny holes into your straw.  Then you dipped the pistols (?) into some Elmer's Glue in a plastic spoon, and you were to stick the glue-covered pistols into the holes you made.  Well, our holes were a mess.  They either sealed themselves up or they were big enough to put a toothpick into. 

We were cracking up laughing at how bad our stems looked, and I had to take a selfie.


I, at least, got the stamens (?) to stay on top of my straw.

Honestly, we were so bad, the teacher took pity on us.  Her Father was the demonstrator of flower assembly, and he came over and took MY straw and my petals away from me.  After all, it DID look better than Phylly's.  Phylly and I were sharing a machine, and we were actually making only one flower because we were too lazy to embroider flower #2.

So HERE is the teacher's Dad making my flower for me.  The idea was to make an entire bouquet.  I told "Dad" that I was going to need him to come home with me if he expected me to make any more.

He looked at me and said, "I will!"

Phylly and I had NO IDEA who this next character was other than he was wearing VERY short shorts and he had very hairy legs.

He evidently likes to be with the "fun girls" so he kept coming over to get in our pictures.  He was a hoot.  Followed us out when we left.  I thought maybe he was coming home with me too, lol.

AND, in case someone is wondering, I did ask permission to take the pictures, and I announced to them all that I would be putting these on my BLOG.  Nobody cared.

This is a picture of Phylly realizing that I had just trimmed my pieces RIGHT ONTO HER LAP!  I cracked up laughing as I didn't even realize that I was doing that.
And if you saw the videos above, you have already seen our beautiful creations.  Here, Phylly is modeling the Angel Butterfly.

We decided that a SIX-winged butterfly must have angel wings.

If you are reading this in real time, and you are a Bible believer, like me, PLEASE continue to pray with me for Florida and command Hurricane Irma to cease and desist and go back out to sea!  (Mark 11:23-24  SPEAK to the mountain...)  In this case, the "mountain" is a hurricane.  I've been doing it all day.

Good night my friends.

Hugs, Joy

Sunday, September 3, 2017

Great News! My Daughter's Blog is Ready!

I am SO PROUD of my daughter.

I don't know if I've told you, but she is really, really smart and is a fabulous knitter.  She TRIED and TRIED to teach me, and I just could NOT get the hang of the sport.  She picked it up instantly.

Have a great time meeting her.

HERE is a link to her new blog:       Tammy's BLOG

I'll be back soon with a new video.  Time for church.

Hugs, Joy


Thursday, August 24, 2017

We are Here at the EXPO

Yes, we arrived about noon today.  We hurried up and signed in and there was only one class we could take.  It was Linda McGehee's class on making totes/bags out of panel prints.  

I found most of them pretty non-exciting, but I really loved this butterfly print.  The picture does NOT do it justice, but I did snap one (with permission).

The idea is, you buy the fabric panel.  Either you -- or someone else -- completely quilts the panel.  Then you make a purse out of it.

This one was beautiful.  Sorry you can't see the detail.  The colors are amazing.
Fortunately, she had ONE panel there for sale.  She said we would have to order them from her website when they came in -- or something like that.  I asked her if I could buy that one.  Since I was the first one to ask, she let me buy it. 

Look how pretty it is!
After the bag class, we walked into the Vendor hall.  We stopped at a few booths and as we wandered into one of the long aisles, I saw Kathy Ruddy running with a large clothing cart in tow toward the stage.

I hollered, "HI KATHY", and she hollered back," I'm late!  I have to hurry!"  "I was supposed to be there at 2:30, but I thought I was supposed to be there at 3:15."

It was almost 3:00!

I cracked up laughing as Terry and I followed her quickly down the long aisle to the stage area.  I told Terry, "THAT is Kathy Ruddy -- ALWAYS late!"

We sat close to the stage.  There were only a few women there.  Kathy motioned to me to grab some papers from her and hand them out.  Some volunteer was supposed to be helping her, but she handed the papers to me.  I certainly didn't mind.  It was just all so unorganized and funny.

I started handing the papers out to each lady in the audience, and all of a sudden the pages changed, and there was a Page 2 and a Page 3.  The first few pages were just single sheets with no number on them.  Turns out Page 2 and Page 3 were NOT supposed to be there.  Again, Kathy Ruddy style.  

I WISH I had thought to take her picture as she was tearing clothes off as fast as she could and putting dresses on OVER her long pants.  It was crazy.  

We decided to leave the EXPO before the Dallas traffic engulfed us on the way to our hotel, and we checked in.  We were surprised to see there was a Salt Grass restaurant right next door to our hotel. We only had enough time to eat half of our yukky convention hall lunch before the bag class started, and we where SO HUNGRY!

I made Terry pose.  Doesn't she look great?!  She has lost 20 pounds.  Her diet basically consists of vegetables and apples and eggs.  She is really sticking to it though.  I'm so happy for her.

Right now, we are both in our jammies, sitting up in our very comfy Hilton beds with our laptops in our laps.  Totally relaxing.

We are going back to the EXPO in the morning so Terry can finish trying out longarms.  Unfortunately, Connie Keller with APQS had to leave because of a death in the family.  The main reason we came was to to talk to her, but we certainly understood.

So far, I have spent $11.00, and that was for the butterfly panel, lol.  Lunch cost more than that.  But there is still tomorrow.

Hugs, Joy




Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Guess WHAT????

I have known for months that the Original Sewing and Quilt EXPO starts tomorrow in Arlington, TX, and I tried to make arrangements to go, but could not work it out.  Phylly didn't want to go, and Terry didn't think she would be able to.  Jerry would have come with me, but then Mom would be alone at night.  THAT could never work.

So I was home today finishing my Variegated Spools quilt when Terry texted and said she was coming over.  I happened to remember the EXPO tomorrow, and I told Terry about APQS being there since she is about to buy a longarm.  She said she would like to go.

As it turns out -- after lots of texting and permission slips from spouses -- we are GOING TO THE EXPO tomorrow!

Too late to schedule any classes, but maybe we will get lucky and find one or two that aren't full and don't require pre-purchased supply kits.  I'm excited to just spend time on the vendor floor since I usually never have time to do that.  I like to watch the stage presentations too.

I really like Kathy Ruddy and would like to take one of her classes.  We shall see.

Terry is MAJORLY into tie dye right now.  HEY!  I have pics of her recent projects.  Hold on.....



Aren't those AWESOME!  I want her to help me do a better job than my first attempt, but it will have to wait.  Hers look like Kaleidoscopes.  Soooooooooooo fascinating to me.

And you remember my friend Princess Di, of course.  Look at what she just finished.  I think this is so, so pretty!  I especially love the binding done with the same strip sets.
And how awesome is the John Wayne quilt in the background?  She is making that for her hubby.  She made pillows to go with it too.  Princess Di is a FACTORY!  She shows me a different quilt nearly every day.

I've got to get to sleep.  Long drive to Arlington in the morning.  I LOVE taking road trips with Terry.  MAYBE we will see one of you there!

Hugs, Joy


Wednesday, August 2, 2017

What Language Does YOUR Heart Speak?

I imagine everyone in the world knows about the "Love Languages" except for me, but I'm really glad I know about them now.

Dorine, the lady that sits with my Mom when I'm not home, asked me yesterday what "love language" I spoke.

I had NO IDEA what she was talking about.

"Didn't you read the book?" she asked.

"WHAT book?" said I.

She went on to explain about the FIVE love languages, and each person has one or maybe two of them.  I asked her what they were.  She told me.  When she left a few minutes later, I forgot.

Late last night, I remembered Dorine asking me about love languages.  I decided to google "love languages".

IMMEDIATELY, they all came up along with a test to take to see what mine were.

I really could have told you without the test, but it was fun to get a confirmation.  The knowledge this afforded me has verified WHY the comments my readers leave mean so much to me.

My 1st "love language" is Words of Affirmation.  2nd is Acts of Service.  (You can have two.)

If I had to choose between an expensive gift or a card with a love note in it from him, I would choose the love note every time.

If I had to choose between my husband buying me an expensive gift or vacuuming all the carpet, I would choose vacuuming.  On Mother's Day he always gives me the gift of HIM, and I totally love that.  He is all mine for one whole day.  What do I want from him?  I want him to HELP me or do things for me.  I never want a gift.

He just asked me today what I want for my birthday.  I told him, "Nothing, I want you!"  

Of course, my 1st love language is Words of Affirmation.  I've told my best friends about this,  but I don't think I've ever told you.  Many years ago -- probably 25 or 30 years ago -- Jerry said something to me that has lasted me all these years, and I will NEVER forget it, and nothing he ever says again can top it. 

As I recall, we were alone on the couch in our living room.  No TV.  It was late.  We were just sitting there next to each other talking and sharing.  Out of the blue, he took my hands into his and looked into my eyes, and he said:

"If I could have gone to Heaven and talked directly to God and told him EXACTLY what I wanted in a wife -- what color eyes -- what color hair -- what shape and size -- what personality -- it would have been everything YOU are."

So did he ever hit my love language right in the bulls eye!

I'm pretty sure Words of Affirmation are his love language too, and I'm careful to brag on him whenever I get a chance.  But it makes sense that I can give it to others if it is my language.

So what is YOUR love language.  Here is a link if you don't already know:


My birthday is Friday, and I am so thrilled that my daughter is fulfilling my 2nd love language "Acts of Service".  She is driving all the way -- 2 1/2 hours -- to my house to prepare me a dinner she knows I love.  Just her coming here is all the gift I need, but she says she is bringing gifts.  I have decided -- being her Mother and knowing her very well -- that her love language is receiving gifts. She is a MAJOR gift-giver.  She bought her family so many gifts one year for Christmas, they got tired of opening them.  She said, "I think I overdid it Mom."

She already fulfilled my 1st love language when she said, "Mom, you tell me what you want done for your birthday, and I will make it happen."

I better go.  I'll be back soon to see what you all found out about YOUR love language.  Your "love language" is what YOU need from others in order to feel loved. 

Hugs, Joy

Thursday, July 20, 2017

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DI, Meet Button, Update on Mom

Today is my friend Di's birthday.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY DI!

I can now show you what I made using that calendar since Di has received her gift  I am still amazed at the quality of the print.
When I finished this tiny quilt, I took it downstairs to my husband's office to show it to him.  You will NEVER dream what he said to me when he was looking at it.

I was expecting:  "That is nice." or "How creative to use a calendar." or "Di will like it a lot." or ANYTHING but what he said.

He looked at it closely and he didn't say anything!  Then I asked him what he thought.

He said, "I don't GET the bus."

MEN!

I don't seem to get around to blogging much these days because it is so much easier to just talk to my friends via the VLOGs, but I HAVE to show you little Button as I promised.

Just in case you haven't seen my latest VLOGs, here they are:



I told you I like making the VLOGs!

If you aren't bored stiff or sound asleep after all those videos, I'll show you our little Button now.

This picture was taken the day we found him in our hot storage room at the store.   I wore a long skirt that day, and Button decided it was a good hiding place.
We brought him home to live in a large dog cage in our kitchen, and when he wasn't in it, he was hiding in this corner.
My grandson, John, came to visit for a few hours, and he really LOVES cats.  My daughter loves them, so all her kids love them.
Button has grown a lot already, and he has been moved to the back patio during the day and the garage at night.

I can only stand a cat box in the house in extreme emergencies!
Tomorrow, my new friend and neighbor, Kathy, is coming over.  I found out she loves coffee as much as I do, so I had Jerry bring home two flavors of Bundt cakes tonight so we can have a little party. Terry is out of town or she would be coming too, although Terry is on a major diet.  She doesn't eat anything but veggies and fruit.  Last I saw her, she had lost over ten pounds.  I haven't seen her for over a week, so she may be so thin I won't even recognize her!  I thought I should probably get back on my eternal diet of Herbalife, but it won't be until after tomorrow.  I did tell you I have a Lemon Bundt cake and a Strawberry Bundt cake, didn't I?  I promise I will have just one -- maybe two -- pieces, and then straight to the freezer they both go!  Then it is back to carrot sticks and celery sticks for me.

Mom is doing fine.  I changed Hospice companies this week, and the nicest people are coming to visit her.  Everyone immediately loves her.  It makes me so happy to see her loved and properly cared for.  I really liked the two Aides that came from the other company, but I didn't like the "lady in charge" (don't know her title).  Every time I called about something, she acted like I was a royal PITA.  She told me once that the Aides had to give my Mom a bath and wash her hair, but they didn't have to DRY her hair.

WHAT!!!!? 

I knew that was insane so I asked for the owner/manager's name and number.  She rudely gave it to me.  Before I called the manager, however, the "lady in charge" called me back and informed me that they actually COULD dry her hair and wanted to know if there was anything else I would like done. That was just one instance.  There were several others.

The craziest thing happened this afternoon with my Mom. 

I print out month calendars for my Mom so she can write on them.  She was a prolific writer in her past, and all she can do now is put names and notes in a square on a calendar.  She struggles greatly with just that.  She misspells something or it is messy, and she wants it fixed.  I understand that as I am the same way.  She kept asking us for correction fluid.  We don't have correction FLUID.  We have correction TAPE because that is what is made these days.

Jerry or I have gone into her room with the correction tape in hand to help her fix her calendar.  Now that she knows the stuff is in the house, she is always asking for it.  She came upstairs this afternoon and told me she had an EMERGENCY, and she just HAD TO HAVE some correction fluid. 

I told her that I would come help her in a few minutes.

NOOOOOO!  She needed it right that minute!

I grabbed the last roll of the stuff we had in the house, and I followed her to her room.  I looked at her calendar where she marks her BM's (because the Aide always asks her about them) and she writes down the names of whatever ladies are coming that day to see her.

She told me last week that she was writing all of that down because it was very important and I would need it when she dies.   )-:

I asked her what she wanted marked off.  She INSISTED that I let her do it.  I told her it was hard to do.  She said she could learn.  I showed her on another piece of paper how the contraption worked, and I handed it to her.  She TRIED to mark something out, but it didn't work.  She tried again, and it sort of worked.  She asked me if she could PLEASE just keep it so she could correct her mistakes.  I felt sorry for her and just let her keep it.

Later on, I was in the kitchen preparing supper.  I had left Mom in her room with her calendar and the correction tape an hour earlier.  She said she wanted to watch TBN, which she always does.  She suddenly appeared behind me in the kitchen.  She always "suddenly appears" because she wears slippers all the time, and I never hear her coming. 

She said, "Jooooooooooooooy, I need your help!"

I turned around to look and oh, how I wish I could have snapped a picture.

She was holding the correction tape container in her hand, and the tape was hanging all over the place OUTSIDE the container.  She had it on her face and on her hands.  Like you had pulled the tape out of a cassette.  It was so funny!  I took it all away from her and threw it in the trash can.  She had a fit!  She said she could FIX IT.  I tried to explain that it was torn apart and broken and it would not go back into the little container.  She was mad at me.  I told her I would go upstairs to see if I could find another one.  When I got back down, she had dug through the kitchen garbage and pulled that thing out with its messed up sticky tape hanging down to the ground!  She insisted she was going to fix it.

UGH!

Sometimes, it is really hard to stay patient with her!  I decided that ONE OF US was going to have to take a Xanax.  I decided it would be HER since it is her prescription, lol, and I poured a glass of wine for myself.  I can't even remember last time I had to give her a Xanax.  It has been months.  PRAISE GOD for that!  Truly, He has provided for us in the MOST REMARKABLE WAY.

After she became unstressed and relaxed, she started telling me how wonderful I am.  She said, "What on earth would I ever do without you, Joy?"  

And, of course, that melts my heart, and I just want to hug the stuffings out of her -- like everyone else does.

Gotta get.  Hubby wants to watch the 3rd season of Heartland.

Hugs,
Joy