Fessing up. Real story. True story. I've told you, one of the main reasons I blog is so that my Mother who lives far away can 'see' what is going on. If I don't blog for a few days, she's on the phone calling wondering what in the world is going on and if I am alive or if The Native's have tied me up in a closet somewhere!
Well, she was here! So, I kinda let the blogging world fade into the back for awhile while I spent my days with her and.......
|My Mother. Isn't she beautiful? How in the world she ended up with such a crazy daughter like me is beyond me. Beyond her too I imagine. Someday I hope to be half the mother she is to me.|
my Dad! Really truly I did miss you and thought of you often if it makes you feel any better and that whole with drawl thing. Yeah! Not that I'm addicted to blogging or anything..... cuz I'm not! I could totally quit anytime....
|My Dad. One of the great hero's in my life. I always wanted to marry someone just like him.|
For Christmas, Henny Penny drew Mr. C's name for her secret pal. She bought Mr. C this habitat. We've been waiting for the weather to warm up so the postman could deliver the live goods that go in it.
Guess what? They arrived much to my, "Oh my goodness! I'm not prepared! What kind of fool water do those things need to swim in? Spring water? They're just tadpoles for cryin' out loud! Can't I just use some blasted water from the ditch?" No money back guarantee if they die. Fine. Off to the grocers to get some spring water.... stupid tadpoles......
April Fool's Day arrived after much anticipation and much giggling and warning that all better watch out or they were gonna get it! Poor Grandma and Grandpa got the brunt of the trickery. They awoke to Mr. M hanging this lovely black widow spider from their bedroom door frame only to have the tables turned and the joke played on Mr. M as they were both so bleary eyed when they woke up and walked out, they didn't notice some hanging piece of paper from tape smacking them in the head and face.
That's okay, later in the day, Mr. T got grandma good when turning on the water at the kitchen sink, only to have the sprayer with it's handle taped down go off and soak the front of her shirt....
I had a really good prank that I was going to play on The Native's but in the excitement of much going on, completely forgot! I'm so ticked at myself. It was a really good one! Oh well. Next year...
Projects. My Dad was here, I took advantage. I needed his help on this project and I'm going to make you guess what it is I am making.
All of the lumber had to be treated first. That took forever and two days.
I'll give you a hint. Underneath the wood laid out on top, is what I am making. My Dad helped me make one so I will know how to make the rest.
Spring. The seasons change no matter what is going on in our lives. That is a good thing I've decided.
Henny Penny and I made these little felt spring flower fairies. A snowdrop, crocus, and primrose.
Yellow happy daffodils.
I finished knitting this hot pink girly twirly scarf for Henny Penny who is such a tom boy but loves outlandish stuff like this and thinks this scarf is just the bees knees.
And last but not least, this also arrived last week. It was my Mother's. In fact, I remember when my Mother got this as a kit and put it together. Much sanding and staining and sanding some more and staining and then the assembly. I remember watching her card the wool and then spin making yarn. Most of all, I remember pushing down on the pedal and seeing how fast I could make that wheel spin! It's some pieces missing that I have to figure out which ones before I can get started but I am excited. In the meantime, The Native's keep walking by and pressing their little feet down on the pedal trying to make it go faster and faster seeing how fast they can make the wheel go...... and so it goes...... like spring...... some things, never change. Time passes, but eventually spring comes back around.