To-Do

If I confess, that I have written my To-D0 list after it's been mostly completed, will you consider that cheating? Ahem....I have a need today to feel successful...so, here's my list:

Pick up tag end flowers for flower girl dotee completed doll pics maybe tomorrow tonight - she's a cutie Pick up tag ends for pincushions No pics needed, you saw all but now there are hearts and flowers on top :)

Get boxes for mailing Typing anything about this will only result in a confession about my other fabric store purchases so, 'nuff said.

Sew on pincushion flowers - Tonight!

Sew on dotee doll flowers - Tonight!

Pack for mailing Well, ready to close up the packages as soon as these tiny bits are complete

Finish applique on apron Pictures tomorrow

Finish Dana Dotee - This is my only weekend STAR item, and I'm looking forward to it, I think it will be fun to have only one thing to work on.

Post all items - Monday

Get cookie recipe to go with apron

Not a bad list of accomplishments for the week methinks. I'm looking forward to a low production weekend. Of course, that's if you don't count the regular stuff like laundry, bedmaking, vacuuming and other unmentionables.

This shall be a weekend of self-care and rest. I'm looking forward to it.

And..........no comments about how I'm looking forward to the weekend and it's only Wednesday.

5 Good Things

• The yellow against blue on my kitchen table is a REALLY good thing! It just makes me want to stomp a little on the way to the kitchen sink
• Monty's face makes me laugh! Have you seen Monty? I bet he makes you laugh too!



My grandson singing to me this morning on the phone, "Are you coming to see me, Malee??"
Busy students looking for obscure bits of knowledge; and I know where to find them!
Malusa's beautiful bags; her smiling face and the warmth of her friendship.

Today, I did not strain or struggle for five good things, today, I stop myself before the list becomes cumbersom to my few and patient readers. I am oh so very blessed.



~Lee

Pleiadian Dancer

I am so very grateful for silence. I am filled with the silence that comes when words defy, when knowing refuses to knit itself into shallow fragments of splattered truth. I am grateful that growing older means also growing deeper - and that after years of spin and turn, I have been given the grace to embrace the silence, and find peace in the knowing that will not be named. The words will bubble up someday, for now, I am content to let the truth resonate inside me, and turn my face to the eastern sky.

It really is Monday in a few hours

I did finish these little swap gifts this weekend. My stitching is soooooooooooo far from perfect. They are pretty and useful nonetheless and I em enjoying watching my stitches improve.

One of the BIG thoughts, that hasn't quite come together as a whole yet, has to do with being gentle with myself. I'm learning to enjoy the process and not feel determined to "produce", much less to produce perfection. I so love working with the wool felt; it feels so strong and, hmm what's the word? Something close to solid, and sure...somehow I feel very safe when I have the felt in my hands. I love to spin, and it's so meditative, but somehow, as centered as I can be while spinning, or even sewing or knitting, it feels fleeting. The wool felt says, " This is here to stay." And yet, it is forgiving too. I'm letting these things into my heart - here to stay, and forgiving. A far more profound feeling than you might imagine.

And here is Gloria. Gloria isn't quite finished; she's to be a flower girl. So, she needs some flowers I think. My partner saw her and immediately exclaimed, "That's All in the Family, Gloria!" And, I had to agree.
A productive weekend all in all; I did finish the laundry. Clean socks are important; what if you get in a car wreck? I even did some dishes. I'm looking forward to a peaceful, gentle week ahead; I have the apron to finish and the Dana dotee. Then, I think tis time for me to focus on indexing- so I'm putting myself on a swapping fast. Wishing all of you a lovely, gentle week as well.

Blatantly Avoiding Big Thoughts

And, cleaning my disgusting house! So, I stopped to read a few blogs, some new and fun ones and then I thought about reviewing my To-Do list...sometimes I think I like making lists more than I like doing lists. Here's the update (I live such an exciting life!)

Finish embroidering the apron - Almost...just a few more buds to do - right after this post!

Do the applique on the apron - Yes!

Sew the apron together - Not a prayer - Ha!

Finish two dotee dolls - Later this evening...I'm stewing about them now

One pincushion So close that I can cross off without guilt...she just lacks a little rose on top.

• Clean the bathroom - I did the hardest part (and you know what that is!) Now, everything else doesn't look so bad.
• Laundry - I might just skip this week...who needs clean socks?
• Finish Obama's Audacity - Close, way close, but since he kissed my grandson, maybe I'm exempt from truly having to understand (Note: There's something very important hidden in this concept somewhere...it worries me)
• ook for a dresser to refinish - okay, I came to my senses for the moment, besides, there was nothing appealing at Goodwill

Now, if that wasn't just the silliest waste of a blog post, I'm not sure what else it was. Hanging my head. I've had a lovely morning, I'm having a chicken breast and some sort of purple cauliflour for dinner and the big thoughts are still jellin...back to stitching now. Hope your weekend is equally pleasant.

Baby Kissing Politician

Well...I'm popping in for a surprise visit. I didn't anticipate blogging again until my big thoughts had come together. But! I just got this really fun phone call from my daughter and I wanted to blab about it. See that baby down there? You know, scroll, Kael! Well! He was just kissed by Barak Obama! Yes he was! Maggie walked right up to him and said, "Would you like to kiss a baby?" And he did! That might beat my story of Taj Mahal blessing my pregnant belly. How cool is that? My daughter just walked right up to him! I raised some brash young women, that's for sure. And, I'm very proud! And, I'm a little impressed that he was tolerant and gracious with Ms Brash Mama Maggie. Just makes it all human don't you think? Yes, human, and somehow that feels really very nice.

Questions for You all

I just happened to be skimming through some older posts of mine and noticed that there were new comments! I wonder if people thought I was rude not to respond. I'm afraid to name you now and mention your comments lest I forget someone. But do know that I love those comments! So, here's the question: How can I be notified of comments posted to older posts? And, I've noticed that for a few commenters specifically, I recieve no notification. I'll go back and check all my settings, but if someone would suggest a convenient way to make sure I never miss comments, I'd appreciate that.


I guess it was Thursday after all. What do you know! That really should be, "waddaya know!" I had a very quiet evening dozing on the couch; I sewed a little bit, did a few embroidery stitches and finally slept. And now, it's Friday. Yes, it is. It's Friday and my library is very quiet. I usually do paperwork, book reviewing, ordering and the like on Friday when there are no classes. But this morning I spent doing a job that I don't usually have to do, and for some reason which I avoid - shelving books. I suppose shelving books seems like (umm dare I say this?) menial work, beneath me. I am, after all, the manager here! I have no assistant at the moment though, and the job must be done and so I've done it. I can barely vbelieve my own snobbery sometimes! And, each time I do this work, I remember how much, once begun, I love it. I get to hold some of the loveliest books around - it's an art school! Just the sheer beauty of some of our volumes makes my mouth water even as I write. There's something magical about being the caretaker of books - I know, I know, it's not cool to accept that notion, we are, after all, the gatekeepers of the information. I know, I know. But the books, oh my, the books.

I've followed this with staightening some shelves, wiping tables, moving chairs, and in general, cleaning up. It's felt good. And my library looks just like any librarian wishes her library to look, neat and orderly and eager for Monday students to tear it all apart again. I really do love my job and I really am quite blessed to have it. I enjoyed waiting tables, and I still really love doing massage, but nothing ever felt this right....but then again - it's Friday and I'm alone in this quiet, organized space - I'm sure I'll feel differently next Thurday night. Everything cycles, yes?

I had some tender thoughts brewing all day Thursday and I want to write a really thoughtful blog post later on this weekend. Kismet. I suppose that some of your comments, and some of my own internal experience helped to bring the frothy stuff to a nice simmer. And, I'm grateful for that. It'll be ready soon to share. But for now, I'd like to share this lovely website that came to me; you might enjoy it.

Tschuss