Crazy Daze of August!



This bloggster (new word) has been shirking her duties. (August 13 was at Kris's, the 20th at Rhoda's and the 27th at the Wake Forest Senior Center.) The whole underlining thing made her not want to try again, and she hasn't much to tell, and she has lost her notes which is a mystery. Oh, wait, mystery solved! The grandsons did it!

Everyone's lace projects are progressing nicely. (Doesn't that sound encouraging?) Rhoda finished  her latest Chantilly workshop piece. Carolyn and Bev are working on more tallies. What a good example they are for the rest of us - taking time to practice something that we all dread doing when we see it in a pattern. Imagine the pieces they'll be tackling and the tallies will be perfect! As a matter of fact, all tallies ARE perfect! Their shapes may differ now and then, but they're made by hand. If they all looked the same, you wouldn't be able to say, "That's the one I was making when the cat jumped on my lap," or "That's the one I was making when the ceiling started dripping on my head," or "That's the one I was making on the way to Hawaii and we hit turbulence at 35,000 feet."

Back to project progress! Sue finished the hankie edging (that might have been reported already) and has moved on to finish the square Torchon piece from Holly's workshop. Jan is knitting a beautiful, lacey hat. Betsy's has returned to her gorgeous circular piece. Her hand is almost back to normal and the other hand is so happy to have its pal back that it's working fine. Kris is loving her Finnish travel pillow. Suzette Victoria is almost ready to join the other members of the nativity scene. She's also making slow progress on the hankie edging that Holly thinks should already be finished.

There are no quotes or world problems which got solved from these last few weeks in August. Although several questions were raised: when/why/how/what with reference to interference  with a country like Syria; what is the nature of the relationship between talent and skill - same, different, related?

In closing, for those who weren't at the Senior Center, this is the story of the "Safety Fart:"

As a mom got out of her brand new car, her 8 1/2 year old son let a rather obnoxious fart fill the car before he undid his seat belt. "Oh, man! My car smelled so nice, son, couldn't you have waited until you were out of the car?" asked the mom. The quick thinking son assured her, "That was a safety fart in case someone should try to steal our new car!"

Watch Out For Flying Icecream Cones!

July 29 Blog

The morning turned into afternoon faster than normal. No one even sat down before we had to leave to meet at Alladin's. Worries of finding a table for 8 were needless since we were about the only patrons there. So we tried to make enough noise with our chatter and laughter to fill the void. If only there had been paper and pen handy to help recall what was said.... We thought about ordering Sally the hummus plate, but no one wanted to eat it. Sue wanted something small so she ordered the chicken salad filled pita which would have fed all seven of us.

Travel quests were shared:

Rhoda had a ball shopping at a mall in Toronto (NOT); enjoyed drinking and eating her way thru the weekend; will be knitting two more sweaters, however, they will be plain/boring; Rachel insisted that she get exact measurements and not just go with medium or large - we requested a video clip of the measurement taking.

Sue was wearing a lovely outfit bought especially for her trip to Phoenix. Her tan set off her beautiful silver jewelry that she convinced her family to buy her (last year).

Carolyn's trip to DC went well and she had a good time (hopefully - can't actually read the notes).

Kris was exceedingly proud of herself for having climbed a "fourteener" while in Colorado. If she had known what was actually going to be happening, she would have waited at the trail head and read a book. It's worthwhile to note here that Hugo has a new love: his trail runners.

It was great to have Betsy join us. She has the "pathetic invalid" act down to an art, as shown in the photo. The healing process on the outside is going well, but the inside nerves seem a bit confused. The other hand will need to wait. 

Discussions became pretty serious as the lace makers shared thoughts about governments roll in social issues: guns being allowed in restaurants that serve alcohol, drinking raw milk, using antibiotics in chicken feed. It was interesting to hear that the government required children to wear acidity bags when polio spreading.

Carolyn shared her experience of taking a "Drive Sharp" tutorial. The objective is to help you think fast, improve your peripheral vision and the elasticity of your brain. Carolyn has agreed to be our driver when we all flunk the tutorial.

Maybe she'll drive to the beach when we go on our 1st annual "Lace making at the beach" retreat. Information will follow about this. (Let KSC know if you'd be interested in joining.)

In closing, think about this: wouldn't it be interesting if there were driers that we could step into and come out wrinkle free, 2 sizes smaller, and smelling Downy fresh?