Oh, was it Valentine’s Day?

Perhaps I am just too old. Or jaded with the commercialism around me. Since they had nice flowers at COSCO I bought some yesterday. Nice flowers & good price. I avoided all the ones with the glittery pink hearts or seeming sappy choosing instead a cheerful bouquet. I didn’t buy cards or candy. Neither of us really need either.

Well, we won’t talk about the cookies purchased on sale at Safeway last night. I didn’t buy candy or cards – and that story is certain.

So instead, I ran some errands then met Shana and Carmen for lunch after which we scattered for a few hours; meeting back here the end of the afternoon. Shana was off to work for a couple of hours while Carmen was deep at work on her computer.

Calling a hot tub break seemed the most sensible thing to do. It certainly was much better than trying to finish that dang blue hat which decided to jump stitches off the rails. After frogging back about 8 rounds, I will attempt to get it finished tomorrow.

Since I forgot to update the cross-stitch progress yesterday –

13 Feb 2017

so, since it is a flower spray – I guess I can call it a Valentine to me……

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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