What am I doing?

Has been a day of getting little things done and ignoring the big list of things that I can feel circling over my head like a buzzard. I made a list of all the big things, thinking that I could chip away at them a little at the time. Ha! I have them listed on a Notepad page that I never close (thunderstorms and power outages excepted) and I change the date at the top every day, just to keep it current, you know. I'm on top of things. Yes.
You may have wondered why I called this blog 'Maker'. It is because I have rarely found a craft that I did not want to learn. I have been through cross stitch, crochet, guitar, scrapbooking, card making, origami, macrame, making beaded jewelry, crocheting with beads, making rosaries, making a beaded windchime, playing the piano, machine embroidery, decorative painting, pen and ink drawing, sewing has been with me all my life, and I am currently obsessed with knitting. In other words, I would rather be making something with my hands than doing anything else. (which introduces the sad story of the state of my dwelling, but we'll save that for another day. Maybe never.)
Anyway, if you are now thinking that this blog post is wandering all over creation, you now have an accurate picture of where my brain has been today. I shall now resume work on either my baby beehive hat for the Pumpkin Patch sale, or the blue socks I started last night, or the scarf with the intriguing cable pattern that is about one fourth finished. Tomorrow I shall try again to be decisive and competent about all that other stuff.

It's so hot......

I have to bribe my huskies to get off the AC vents. I have to trick them into going outdoors to contribute to the environment. They sleep all day and have play time after the sun goes down. That's how hot it is. I grew up with no air conditioning, and taught school until 1988 in non-air conditioned classrooms, but I gotta tell you - I can't do it anymore. Just getting out in the heat to run errands is enough to give me a sinking spell that can only be remedied by an hour on the sofa in front of a fan (which I have to move from husky duty to human duty). Come, autumn breezes, come!
I still haven't found my camera, I know it is lurking somewhere in my house, so I haven't been able to take any pictures to put up here yet. I finished knitting a washcloth with a moon and stars motif and as soon as I finish my 'almost done' pumpkin patch hat, I'm going to knit a washcloth with a butterfly design. Doing small projects seems to alleviate the anxiety that my yarn stash is getting out of control and will someday blow the windows out of the house. Perhaps I can knit the next house.

Different perspectives can warp your mind.....

This has been a weird weekend and I've inflicted it on myself. Audible had a sale on books and I got "The Shack" and "Mennonite in a Little Black Dress". The Shack is about one man's search for spiritual resuscitation after his little daughter is murdered by a serial killer. There's a lot of other stuff, but essentially (spoiler alert) he believes he spends four days with God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit (under other names), while the option is given for people to believe he spent four days in a coma after being hit by a drunk driver, and all the long spiritual guidance conversations were a hallucination. It expresses a very personal type of relationship with God, and doesn't quite sneer at ritual and liturgy, but comes close. Made going to church this morning a thoughtful process, as we went through the ritual and liturgy that I find so reassuring. The other book is about a woman who was brought up in a strict Mennonite home, goes on to college and associate professorship and marriage to man who has bipolar syndrome but doesn't take the meds. After 15 years of marriage, he leaves her for a man he met on Gay.com, and in the same week she also is hit by a drunk driver, suffering major injuries and in short, going home to live with her parents for a while. This produces many anecdotal stories of the limitations she felt were etched in her psyche, and contrasting anecdotes of the world she lived in with her atheist husband. I haven't quite finished this book, but it sounds like she's coming around to valuing parts of both worlds. Listening to both of them, one after another, is head-twisting. As I said, I've done it to myself. Time to take the meds and go to bed.

Again, it's after midnight on a Saturday night. This week I've made a hat for the Pumpkin Patch, finished a pair of socks, made another washcloth, worked a little on a new scarf. Red Hats met on Thursday at Longhorn's. It is so comfortable to meet with a group of women whose only purpose is to enjoy a meal and each other's company, catch up on children and grandchildren, with no competition or status games whatsoever. I love my Red Hat ladies.
We went to orientation for transfer students at JSU on Tuesday. Everything I have seen at the school looks good - I'm so glad Matt chose this school - I think it's going to give him a lot of good opportunities.
David is going to the Scout Jamboree next week to be on staff, so I've been sewing scout patches on shirts and hemming pants.
I'm going to have to start doing the computer work for ASTRA next week, and might as well go ahead and set up the next newsletter for church. We're going electronic in September! No more copying and folding and labeling and sorting and delivering to the post office. Should save us about four hours plus postage costs. Kathy and I are really looking forward to this.
I'm still addicted to the Wool Watcher at Jimmy Beans Wool, but I'm trying to resist buying more yarn. So many ideas zipping around my head for things to make, but frequently they zip right out my ear before I can really get the plan down. ADD in middle age - who knew?

Hi, Bye, More Later....

Perhaps I should have named this blog Procrastinator, as it is 12:47 am and I still have to pack up stuff for a church event tomorrow afternoon. However, I was lured into creating a blog because a friend of mine created one today that was so cool I had to try it myself. Now that I have done so (I think) I shall leave you to wait in great anticipation for me to come back with fascinating info and scintillating prose. Perhaps even a picture or two. TTFN.