MrsDoF's Dear Ones

Today is when I decided to be free for a Mental Health day.

Actually, it’s catch-up time, with errands to run, towels to fold, yarn items to sort out for donations.
There was one lonesome TA Sub job on the grid, but after Kindergarten yesterday, I don’t think I can do it again today, then carry a loving attitude for the church Nursery tomorrow.
Those younguns each week are most important to me :kiss:

Besides, Husband is home with what looks like ‘flu, and he might need some help.

The early part of Autumn weather is also calling.
Nobody should be stuck in rooms without windows on a wonderfully glorious day.  Always reminds me of Dad taking us in the truck out to the country to gather black walnuts.

~~love and Huggs, Diane

I am going outta town again, for church conference Women’s Retreat.  The camp is not so good with cell phone nor Innernet connections, not that I want to be bothered anyway whilst I’m sittin’ on the dock at the lake.

See ya again on Monday!

~~love and Huggs, Diane

The week has moved along so fast
that I almost forgot all about YOU!

Worked TA Sub jobs for two full days plus one afternoon (didja ever notice that the need to be somewhere 11am to 3pm seems to take more than 4 hours out of a day?) meetings and/or rehearsal at church for 3 evenings in a row, arrangements for looking after the house and cats and yard while we are out of town next week (first time in ages that all of us are going somewhere at the same time)

BUT, my hands and yarns have been busy.  I finished the pastels stripes baby blankie, and began a new one in 4-ply with a 6.0mm hook.  It feels so big, and seems to be going much quicker than the sofftee yarn.
I crocheted a nice tan bookmark for a sympathy card.

With my peg looms, knitted a woman’s hat in Earthy Ombre (autumn colors), a baby hat in pastels, and this one, the only thing I have a picture of.

It is actually by request of a friend from the Yarn Group, she knitted her own mittens to match.

An honor to do it, but even though I followed the pattern, I probably should have knitted one more row before drawing it closed.
I have a smallish head and fine hair, so when she put it on, a bit more of her earlobes showed.
Husband says to stop dwelling on it.  If one hat doesn’t do the job, knit or buy a different one.

The holiday weekend is looking quite full also, and then I’m booked as TA Sub at West High School full days Tuesday and Wednesday, there’s a luncheon at the Activity Center on Thursday, then we are outta town o’dark early on Friday.

I was just as much or more busy when I was raising a family, but it seems like my ability to organize is leaving my brain.  Husband says I allow too much clutter to rattle around in there.

Ah well, know that you are a delightful oasis :kiss:

~~love and Huggs, Diane

Major goof speaking today.

In the Break Room, I asked a teacher if the baby is due after Christmas, cuz then I would have time to make a nice baby blankie.
She went very very white, and said, Um, No, she’s just “feeling big” today, then scurried into the Ladies Room.

I’m not sure I will be able to look her in the eye next time I’m with a student in her class.

Another room occupant said not to worry, anybody could mess up.

It’s not the first time I have been mistaken, and Yeah, I remember once upon a time in my Thirties when someone asked me pretty much the same question cuz I was gaining weight real fast, but gheezsh, the whole rest of the school year stretches ahead.

We ask so much forgiveness of others around us.

~~love and Huggs, Diane

This morning as Husband and I were walking across the parking lot and into the restaurant for breakfast, we spied a bumper sticker with a picture of a set of rings and the words “My Marriage is Fireproof”.  This became a source of amusement for both of us, which proves that we have learned to join our sense of humor in several ways.

When I got home, I put those words within the quotation marks and did an Internet search.

It seems the bumper sticker comes free within a kit about the movie FIREPROOF, and iffen you are interested, you can do the same as I did with the subject hunt and read all about it, maybe order your own.
We will not be sending away for anything.

Not that we don’t have to make sure our marriage stays on a loving path, but I don’t think we need all the sugar-coating of a Kirk Cameron film.  Just watching the trailer gave me the urge to go brush my teeth.

And bumper stickers remind me of the time when I was a kid and our family went on a weekend getaway to Sea World.  When we got back to the car, we saw every car in the parking lot had a bumper sticker applied, even though nobody had asked for one.  It seemed to be the advertisement of choice for awhile.  If a family went to many places of amusement, the whole bumper would be covered by the end of the summer.
There were many, many upset owners that day, but my dad seemed to be maddest of all, and there was nobody from the park around for him to swear at.

When we got home in the dark, Dad sent all of us inside to go to bed, but I could hear him walk around to the back where he kept his guy stuff in a shed, then back around to the car.  My sister and I watched from the screen window while he held a flashlight to see exactly where to put some kind of fluid on the bumper sticker with a rag.

That did not seem to work fast enough, so he put that bottle of fluid away, then into the kitchen rummaging around in cabinets.
Mom went out to tell him he should wait until morning when he could see better, but he said he did not want the thing to have time to set.
I went to bed then.

Next morning after a bowl of cereal for breakfast, my dad sent me out to the car bumper with a butter knife and told me to scrape off as much of that sticker as I could work at.  He said he would pay me 50¢ if I got it off.
Well, I tried to wash it off with dish soap and water, the way a label comes off a bottle in the dishpan, and scraped with that stainless blade for quite awhile.

When dad came out to see my (lack of) progress, he gave me a quarter for trying.
He tried vinegar, turpentine, a different kind of soap and water, scraping with a putty knife.

Yep, that bumper sticker would be there for the life of the car.

My husband has similar stories to tell about his dad and disdain for visible slogans riding around on a car.

So to see a bumper sticker with a picture of wedding rings referring to a sappy movie was a great scene of the weekend for us.

Here’s hoping yours is also going well…

~~love and Huggs, Diane