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Because I am traveling to Tennessee with my parents in early May to attend my oldest son’s (Art Boy’s) colloge graduation, and therefore will see him and dil and dgd, I have decided to save money and not send Christmas pressies. Instead I’ll be taking them with me. I know they’ll be several months late, but they’ll get there. I can use the money for spending money on the trip instead! Since dgd’s third birthday is in July, I’ve already gotten started on a few little birthday gifts for her. Here are just a few.

This is a Jingle Bell Bracelette, crocheted, being displayed by my special buddy 2007 St. Valentine’s Sponge Bob Square Pants. On the left the bracelette is closed around the top of the pitchfork. On the right the bracelette is open and laying down along the length of the pitchfork. It is small as it’s the size to fit a soon to be three year old “Princess of Quite Alot”, aka my grand daughter.
This lap coverlette was inspired by the January book for my KTC group, and was my project for this month. It is also going to ultimately go to my grand daughter. It is a combination of two differant Victorian era patterns–the square coverlette, and the lacey bourder. The yarn I used was deffinately a modern sythetic–Red Heart’s Symphany in three differant colors (sorry, but I’ve already thrown away the labels or I’d tell you the color names/numbers). Anyway, the colors are a soft pale green, soft pale blue, and what appears black in this picture is actually a dark heathery blue. I misplaced the size H (US) hook for a few hours, or I’d have been done in alot less than the 48 hours.
I talked to Art Boy tonight. He said he just wanted me there in May and that he wasn’t worried or concerned about gifts. Well I know this is a fact, but I am concerned. I want to make my grand daughter just as many things as I can both afford to, and can make well with the time and money that I have left to do them in. I have fuscia and hot pink acrylic yarns, so I am thinking maybe a few more coverlettes……maybe, who knows.
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On tuesday January 16th my father brought me by the house to check the food in the fridge/freezer (to salvadge any that could be) and to retrieve some more clothing and medications left behind in haste when we left. I had grabbed my digital camera and happened to snapped just a handful of pictures as we left. I present them now.
This is the tree just to the left of the driveway. The tree that would have landed on the truck had it been parked in its normal traditional position on the night of the 12th. It is just off our yard. It is also, as it happens, the tree who’s downed limbs you clearly see that took down our powerline, which is just out of this shot.

We have two tree in the front yard. What you cannot see under that morrass of limbs is my metal lawn rocker that sits between the two trees. Oh by the way, most of that morrass of limbs is not realy from our two trees! Nope, instead it is from the huge tree from the neighbor’s front yard! That tree split, uprooted, and fell in a number of directions…our yard being only one. What you cannot quite tell from this picture is the closeness to the front of the house, the house we live in!, to which one large portion fell. (Another portion fell collapsing the carport and crushing the car beneath at neighbor’s house! The car didn’t run, the house has been abandoned for some time, and we wonder if the city will finally condem it now.)

This is a shot of the limbs on the roof. With the exception of the dark ones on the far right (which is actually still a standing tree in the back yard behind the house) those are all limbs on the roof. Thank heavens they all landed AFTER we had left!

I have a picture of the back yard from that day. As you might be able to see, the back yard is full of downed limbs, as well as the phone and cable tv lines! All of the trees that DH wanted trimmed, well mother natured trimmed them for him!

Last wednesday, 1-24-07, volunteers from Missippi from the Baptist Ass. spent 4-4.5 hours cutting up and piling up all of the fallen limbs in neat piles all along the back and front property lines as they had been directed by the county inspector. At some point in the future, from what we’ve been told, the county and/or city will have a mass refuse pickup and colloct all of the limbs.

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The Mayonnaise Jar and 2 Cups of Coffee

When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls . He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled
up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous “yes.”

The professor then produced two cups of coffee fromunder the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. “Now,” said the professor as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things–your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else—the small stuff. “If you put the sand into the jar first,” he! continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you. “Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first—the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

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I was going to fully update y’all with all the little details of the ice storm and our stay away. Then, totally unrelated, I got the above in an email from my mother last night. I decided that I had covered the “golf balls” of the story, the “sand and pebbles” were not realy important. We survived. We’re fine, albeit frazzled around the edges.

I got virtually little or no knitting done during the time away. I got nearly done with the first mitten for ds when I lost the “hands” for such tiny needles. I am now about halfway done with his hat. I want to finish his hat, then I have to finish a re-work on a commissioned sock job, finish work on a swap knitting project, put together a swap package……..ahhh life is getting back to normal in other words!

We lost all of the food in the fridge. My loving parents, however, did give us some money to get fridge groceries to make it till end of month. Freezer goods we were able to save most of, meets etc. and we had plenty of canned goods. So foodwise we will be fine.

My parents have a nice home, nice things, and are loving nice people. We are greatful for their loving kindness. But we are greatful to in our own home, with our own things finally.

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We started out from the convience store. We did ok threw the curvey hilley part of the “short cut”. We turned from Harbor Road on to Leisure Road, the road with big hill, and here’s where we had some troubles. We got to the top of the big hill, we started over, and then we did the “tilt-a-whirl”! I mean we spun and spun and spun all the way down the quater mile long hill. My 16 yr old son stiffened up and kept yelling, “whoa, whoa, whoa” over and over. I shut my eyes and said what felt like a million Hail Mary’s, thinking if I was gonna die I was gonna do it saying a Hail Mary! Dh kept saying “We’re ok, we’re gonna be ok dammit”. We finally slid off of the road just before a turn off, about the only safe place we could have in fact! (There was a passerby, the only one in fact, that did stop and ask if we were ok and/or needed help.)

It took some finagling, some backing up, and a few tries, but we pulled back out on to Leisure Road and headed on our way. We turned on to the highway with little trouble. It was slow going on solid ice. We made it to Sailboat Bridge, the mile long bridge that goes over Grand Lake O’ The Cherokees (Grand Lake). We were a bit concerned about the road off of the bridge. By this time the windsheild is nearly frooze over again. I can see almost nothing, DH has slightly better view. We went over the bridge at a whoping 15 miles an hour, it has a normal speed limit of 50.

Anyway, we make it over the bridge, off the exit road ok. We even make the sharp turn not far after ok, as we took it at a slope instead. We did a slip-n-slide down the side road to the first four way stop where we immediately got stuck. It is here where folks so greciously and kindly drove around us! (Yup, I am being sarcastic!) One person offered to help put our chains on our tires until he learned we didn’t have any, then he left us there stuck, such kindness (yup, more sarcasm!). We backed up and tried again. Backed up again. Finally after quite a few tries and twice as many drive arounds, a realy nice man did push us and we made the turn (sincerety here). We went very slow over twisty turny slopey uppy downy country roads and two lane bridges. We came to the second fourway stop at about the same time as a truck coming from the oppisite direction.

Now I know you are gonna say, please say you didn’t stop and get stuck. It would be great, realy realy great, if I could say that. It would be total lie, but a great one! We stopped, we got stuck. We backed up, got stuck again, a couple of repeats until DH decided to backup quite a bit then NOT stop at the stop sign and just turn. Now we worried about the hilley unpaved graveley roads up to Mom and Dad’s house next.

We took the 15 mph speed limit roads at around 5-7mph, never stopping but going as slow as we could without stopping when another vehicle approached from other direction. There is the road that goes in front of the house, and due to the number/type of property lots, what we call the back road. As we went threw the first fork in the road dh asked if I thoaght the front or back road would be better. About that time we were rounding the second fork and saw it, the downed tree between the turn for the back road and the turn for thr front road. I turned to dh and said, “there’s your answer, take the back road.” We worried the most about the roads out at Mom and Dad’s, and to be honest, those were the best.

The normally 30-40 minute trip…..only took us a little under an hour and 45 minutes!

TO BE CONTINUED………………….

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Road Trip….update two

We set off from Speedy’s to Walmart about 12 or so miles on hills and curves, over a bridge over Honey Creek. The only heater in the truck is a little hand held type that is wired into the truck battery, and the normally ineffecient defroster didn’t work at all. My DH had placed the oil lantern on the dash, while still at home, to help defrost windsheild which had caused a small crack. He had to keep moving the little hand held around to keep a visable “feild” open for him to see to drive. Even with the wipers going full blast, the freezing rain was freezing on the windsheild to the point that by half way point in the trip to the store, all that was visible on my side was blurs and shadows.

When the color changed, I knew we were nearing Honey Creek bridge. I said one Hail Mary after another without stopping until I could see the glow of what I knew to be the stoplight. We turned. We were finally arriving at the Wallmart where my parents work. I say finally because the normally 20 minute trip took us almost an hour!

We went inside. My father gave us $20 and said to get a rotissurie chicken for our lunch and use rest for gas or whatever. We got the chicken, some de-icer for the windsheild, and headed for the gas station. We got $10 in gas, a fountain drink to shair a small snack for son and I. We then headed out to Mom and Dad’s place outside of town. Nomatter which way we went we faced icey hills way 1 big hill little/no traffic; way 2 smaller hill lots of town traffic. We figured we were gonna slid, possibley even crash nomatter which way we went. So we opted for big icey hill with little or no traffic. We figured at least we wouldn’t crash into another car if we went this way.

Yup, I am gonna do it to you. To Be Continued………………………………………………..

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Okay, this is a much needed updated. It is, however, quite involved and long and not likely to be able to be done all in one sitting. I may be able to get it all done today, it may have to be done over a day or so. But it will most deffinately have to be done over more than one post!!!

On Friday January 12th the first of atleast three record ice storms began moving threw Oklahoma and the tiny town of Jay in which we live. At just after 8 pm our power went off. Not to worry, it does that nearly every storm year round here. So we all grumbled (winter premeires of some of our favorite shows were had just started!) and packed off to bed after fumbling around a bit in the dark. Shortly after 1am the power came back on! Ah hah thought we, as lights and appliances came blarring back to life, so I made a pot of coffee and turned stuff off. We had just gotten the chill out of the air, I drank about half the pot of coffee, when pow…………power was off again! What to do but go back to bed and wait till the power came back on in the morning.

Now I know what you’re thinking, we are NOT stupid folks, power goes on and off and on and off during storms here all of the time, and we ASSUMED (yup, that WAS stupid of us) that this would be the same. DH and I did not get alot of sleep. The sound of crashing limbs hitting the neighbor’s roofs, hitting and bouncing off of (we hoped) the truck, hitting and bouncing off of (again we hoped) our roof, limbs falling in the front and back yards, plus the growing bitterly cold (15 f we later learned) temps, made sleep hard to come by. Saturday morning around 7:30 dh and I, unable to even attempt sleep any longer, got up. DH went outside to assess damage to see if in fact the limbs had missed the truck. It was at that time he saw that the power line to the house was in fact down.

No power to house. Ice storm no.1 in process. Known that atleast one, possibly two, more were to be on the way, temps in the teens and falling, no local shelters open at the time…….no way in hell (sorry folks) we could even attempt to stay! I had 3, that three, bucks and we had very little gas in the truck. We drove up to Speedy’s, local convience store, and dh put $2 in gas in truck. I called my parents (some 24-27 miles away) collect, not home. So I used my remaining dollar to call the wallmart some 13-14 miles away, parents’ work, and ask if we could come barrow gas $$ to get to their house and stay there during storm. Dad said roads were dangerous and ice storm was in progress still. I told dad about the house, the night before, and he agreed as bad as the idea of driving there was at the time, we realy didn’t have a choice.

To Be Continued……………………………………………………………..

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Selfish Knitting


I am finally able to get back to some purely selfish knitting today. I am spending some time working on my Half Circle Fan Lace Shawl! I have had to set it aside for several months now, and it feels so good to work a little bit on something just for me.

I won’t be able to work on it until it finished right now, but like I said it feels good just to be working on it right now.

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