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Showing posts with label New Year 2016. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Year 2016. Show all posts

Saturday, January 2, 2016

New Year Projects and Indy's Christmas

I always felt guilty that we had hardwood floors and nothing soft, like carpeting, for the fur-babies to lay on. Well, yes, they do use the sofa and love seat, but sometimes we want those for ourselves.

We had one pillow which was in two sections so it could be folded up and had fabric handles for carrying. Really neat and the covering matched the colors in our curtains. But, alas, it was getting "smooshed" from all the wear.

In came GROUPON . . . some great percentage off of a 4" thick bed. It could be bought in different sizes so we bought the JUMBO for Indy. I wanted to make sure she could stretch out on it.

When it came in was in  plastic bag that I could wrap my arms around. "Oh No" I thought. This looks like it is going to be a lot cheaper than it looked. How can they get a 48" (+/-) x 30" (+/-) dog bed in this. But they did. It was almost flat. Bummer ! ! ! ! Back it would go.

Once it was on the floor, it tarted to expand.  The "pillow" is that foam that is made like an egg carton. And, I'll be damned, it just kept getting larger and larger. By the middle of the next day it had taken on the shape and size promised in the advertisement . . . and it is SO FIRM.

LOADS of room for Indy AND Matthew and Marcus all at the same time.
Here is Indy on her present with her other Christmas Present . . . a Gingerbread Man Stuffie. She basically ignored the stuffie until New Years Eve.

All of her Stuffies are between the foot of the bed and the foot board. When I shooed her off the bed when I was tearing the bedding off to change, she grabber her Ginger Boy. It was funny because she wasn't sure where to grab hold of it. Most of her stuffies have the legs below the body, like an animal, so she grabs the head of the back. This one had appendages in all directions . . . LOLOL

Now, on to my crafting . . . I SO LOVE this doily, Caprice, seems to become my go to doily. I made two for my cousins and actually sent them before Christmas. (Presents for brother and  his family are still sitting here. I figured we would take them home when we moved . . so we will have a LATE Christmas this year.)

Then my mind got working . . . why not make this doily for the two nieces and two nephews for their Late Christmas . . they'll never know.  (Really, they will because I always narc on myself.) LOLOL



Lauren's kitchen accessories are dark blue and her living room sofa is dark blue so viola, a dark blue and cream version.








Lauren has told me that when I make something for Allison to make it in neutral colors. So, again, the cream center but, this time, I added green/gray "flowers."







Now Julie (Matt's wife) was the easy color. Her kitchen is a teal-ish color. I actually had some teal-ish thread. But I wanted the teal to show bright so I made the center in white. The white is a #3 thread while the teal is a #5 (or a little smaller). So I had to "play" with the teal stitches by adding more to the beginning couple of rounds and then, by the time I got to the "pineapple" design for the "flower," I was back at the normal pattern . . only larger/longer due to the "playing" with my stitch count. It came out the biggest yet, and I REALLY like it.

Now, to get busy n Chris' doily. He remodeled his kitchen and went with white and black as his colors. So guess what colors his is?  LOLOL   It should be finished today and starched and blocked tomorrow. Then it will be on to the s-i-l and niece here in New York for theirs.

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Some New Years Eve Thoughts






 It sure does . . . 

 Is that something to be sad about 
Or is it something to bring happiness?

I suppose it depends on how you look at life.
If we want the good to happen
We must take the bad.
We are not given the choice . . . 
It is what it is.
It was what it was
and
It will be what it will be.

Can we change it?
I don't know.

Can we modify it?
Perhaps.

Can we tweak it for our own purpose?
I suppose we can
if we put our minds to it
and make changes in our life.

What were those lyrics . . .
brb,
time to Google.

Here they are:
Que sera sera
Whatever will be will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera sera
What will be, will be.
(Did you hear Doris Day singing these words? I did.)

Sometimes I wish 
I could think like that all the time?
The world would be a much happier place.
Then I remember . . . 
The bad times make the good times feel good.
Without bad times,
or whatever you see as bad times,
how would we know 
we are experiencing the good times?


This year has been a mish-mash . . . 
Buy a house and move back home . . . good times.
Gene gets galls stones,
then they find a kidney stone,
then they find a weird ulcer
so no move, 
stay here until he gets better . . . 
bad times.

Have one of the best places in the US
for Gene to get treatment . . . good times.
Have to wait until the treatment plan is established
. . .  nervous times.

Every positive has a negative
and every negative has a positive . . . 
it just seems like we have to look a little  harder
to find it.

I will be looking for all of you in the New Year.

Maybe, 
if I can get my act together
I might have a  "Give Away"
for the New Year.
That would make me . . .