Saturday, February 21, 2015


After many adjustments, some playing with stitch designs and a smattering of frustration, I finished the sewing machine cover!  It got a few giggles on Quiltville's Open Studio where I posted pictures. Someone wanted to know what I was hiding under there! (I posted a picture of Jewel, what I've decided to "name" my machine, as it seems many sewists do this. Cars... Why not a sewing machine. She is a jewel - I've really enjoyed using her.

I'm taking a break from sewing - I need to get a program together about American Cancer Society for 20th Century Club next month. I need to type the minutes of WMU meeting in February. I need to finish All the Things We Cannot See, which is a wonderful book. And our March book club book is Book Thief, which I've read. I ordered the movie to watch; I'll skim back through the book. It seems lately the books I've chosen to read have to do with WWII, France and the women's resistance there. I started A Train in Winter and intend to finish it. It's about women's resistance during the occupation of France in WWII. 

I think I will research the ACS and give a history and try to find out some things that are not well known to a lot of people, including me. Just as others have given programs on institutions and organizations we hear about but it's surprising to hear detail, the "who, what, when, where, why and how."

Yesterday I felt lousy and hurt all over. Today I've felt much better. I've taken Aleve for three days now and it's helped. I don't like to take a lot, although Dr. Johnson said he thought I'd be okay with it. It works, and I don't have to take it but at most once a day, sometimes at bedtime. I know there's an Aleve PM now, but probably has stuff in it I can't handle. And I've started taking liquid magnesium. I've had some "break through" PVCs, but not major. Last night I dreamed about someone having a baby, and getting lost in hospital rooms, every one I tried was the wrong one, although all I did was walk outside the room... Strange being lost in a dream. Also dreamed about a library/books. Had forgotten that till just now. This morning my heart rate was up, but I think my nose was stopped up and with that CPAP, it just makes it more stuffy at times. So which is better - sleep with it and can't breathe right, or sleep without it and can't breathe right? I haven't had the horrible racing, shaking, rigors, blood pressure spike since maybe I don't know just after Christmas... I have felt more "normal" since this propafenone has settled in my system. I set the alarm for 5 a.m., take that dose and go back to sleep. Then one at 1 p.m. and one at 9 p.m.  I don't feel as tired... But then I haven't been anywhere this week, except car club meeting, where I got chilled. Lot to be said for "pacing yourself." 

One of our friends from church passed away today - he'd been battling cancer ever since we had known him, have lived here. His wife Becky is in same SS class I am. Frankie was often at Jack's with the coffee drinking guys. Paul told Sherrill at car club that last time he'd seen Frankie he was his old joking self and I'm glad he remembers him that way. Paul said he and Frankie had talked and Frankie told him he was ready/prepared to go. 

Another of our friends, also at car club supper the other night, was injured seriously in a car accident yesterday evening. TJ Stricklen; she's a nurse practitioner in Corinth and was driving home when another vehicle lost control, flipped over and hit TJ's car. She was taken to the Med with a broken leg, back and punctured lung. I think she's already had two surgeries on her leg. Lost a lot of blood. The weather was so bed the medical helicopter couldn't fly, so she was taken by ambulance. She is my classmate Linda Biggs Stricklen's sister-in-law. They married brothers. (TJ/Ronnie; Linda/Tommy)

So much going on in the world. Can hardly stand to watch the news. So I won't even go into all the horrid scenarios here - if anyone watches the news, they know. If they don't, they probably should, enough to know what's going on, but don't let it absorb you. I've read the end of the Book and God wins!

I know I get easily distracted by inconsequential things, busy "work," hobbies. I need to discipline myself to spend more time in prayer and alone with God. I believe Jesus will be here before too much longer. I love my family. I can only pray for some, believe some, doubt myself some, ask God to help me trust more. It's a funny life, here on this earth. The older I get the more I don't know. Maybe that's part of trusting more. I can't figure it out; God already has.

Friday, February 20, 2015


More bad weather on the way. Thirty-two for an hour this afternoon. Everything is slick with ice. I sewed so long yesterday I have major mid-back pain and wearing a Heat Wrap. Tuesday night our power was off for four hours and thankfully we had the gas logs as back up. The electric blower didn't work, of course, but we had plenty of heat. I went to bed in my flannel lined jeans and two shirts, wool socks, but about the time I settled in, the power came back on. Electric blanket sure felt good and I put on pj bottoms.

I worked on my sewing machine cover, got it ready to put all the sides together and we needed to get ready for the Car Club meeting and eat at Lil Smokies, so I had to put it away. Probably a good thing or I really couldn't move today. The food was good, service much faster than at Homestead (at least once at H we ordered around 6:30, didn't get our food til after 8:00! So it was decided to move the meeting place. Very pleased with turn around time. But I did sit next to an outside wall and kept my coat on. After we got home, my very skin hurt; I took an Aleve and then my sleep med and went to bed around 9. Today, the pain is all in my upper back just above shoulder blades, in the middle.

Some things that have happened since last post. I always have good intentions of keeping current. I used to. Well, there's just so much to do and it takes me longer! ha

At Harmony Methodist Church's women's retreat there is always an abundance of door prizes. The one I got made me clap my hands! Handmade and embellished.

The beginning layout of the top of my sewing machine cover. All I lack is assembling now - all the big pieces. I played with it a lot. It's really big; I cut it off two inches around the bottom, but it's a dust cover... And I had fun trying different machine stitches. Unique...

Superman throw I cut and tied for Matt's birthday.

Club meeting at Maxine's on February 12. I lost all sense of how to operate my camera! ha So I didn't get many pictures. Sue and Cindy.

Ruth Ellen and Jo.

Zenobia (glad to have her back after being sick), and Brenda.

Zenobia was the program leader on stopping hunger.

Fredda, Sue, Joy, Maxine.

Cindy, Maxine, Joy, Sue.

Maxine was hostess. I got her recipe for "Elizabeth cake," which was delicious.

Valentine Party at Tishomingo Industries. Fredda made two huge pans of spaghetti and we all had that with applesauce and toasted bread. Joy and I made cookies. I think one whole pan of spaghetti was left and she divided it among all six of us who worked that day.

Jo's daughter Vickie was the Valentine Queen!

Fredda and Sue.

Cindy serving extra bread to some clients. She's a sweet, wonderful young lady. (Indeed, they all are, but none of us as young as she is!)

Getting ready to make crafts.

Paul Whitlock's daughter Amy.

Busy making goodie bags.

I enjoyed helping Shawn and Kathy.

Fredda filling the bags with candies.

They all loved showing off their art work.

Me, Jo, Fredda, Sue, Brenda, Cindy. Love these ladies.

Sunday we went to Memphis to take Matt and Amy to lunch for his birthday. And it was his 50th! (on the 18th). Familiar signs.

Getting to the "prize."

Oh, I know what this is!

Their Valentine card - "Pugs and kisses"

Heart for Amy from Pray Pottery. Her signature emblem.

Poor Oscar - was so excited, new place, excited to see Amy. So excited he bit her. Started the visit off just great. Three places on her hand. Hurt her feelings. He seems to be thinking, "What have I done?"

The "chimnea tent."

We ate at Bryant's which is on Summer, and just a small place with the best food. They don't serve "lunch" on Sundays, so Amy and I had the huge breakfast bowl (grits, scrambled eggs, bacon or sausage, and cheese, all heaped together, piping hot! Wonderful! Paul had regular breakfast and Matt had tenderloin sandwich. We got there about 1:30; they close at 2:00, and we were the last to leve.

At Walnut I think. Paul stopped for bathroom. This was sitting beside the store - now it's an antique.

And the phone boxes are empty.

Another empty one in Corinth.

Home. Sunset.

Tuesday morning's ice. The outdoor fan.

Valentine flowers Paul ordered for me (arrived 2 days before Valentine's). They fully opened by the weekend. I was surprised! Very sweet.

Meanwhile, outside... Our drive toward the county road.

Spirea frozen solid.

Mama Nick's coal oil lamp.

And you know you're getting old when you want a doll to "play" with. This is ELLEN GRAYSON NICHOLS. Ellen for grandma Goobie, Grayson for Teri's middle name. Planning to make doll clothes. I chose her features to look as much like Amy as possible, except I didn't want long hair. This is long enough although I wouldn't be messing with it like a child would. It's just a good length.

The pocket on front of the cover.

Quilted "stitch in the ditch" the top of the cover.

Mercy, it's huge! Looks like a small bus. In fact, that's what I put on the label I'll sew inside it. I cut it off two inches; oh, I said that.

I played with stitches on the back side - they're all the same on the side that shows - wavy vertical lines.