I can breathe now

I think . . . Or at least I hope.

Mom's procedure went good this morning and was much quicker than when she went in September. I finished my ornament for Patty, but I didn't really feel like starting anything new, at least not in the waiting room, so I read Black Beauty instead. I loved that book when I was young. My parents got me some Disney read-along record with music, and I wore it out. I loved it. It's been probably 25 years since I last read it, and so it was like coming back to an old friend, and a brave one at that. What a courageous person Anna Sewall was to write that book in those times? But I can say, unlike back in my childhood, it made me think now. Beyond the question of whether I'm a good rider with a light hand. Particularly the part where they talk about the cruelty of tail docking in dogs and horses. The twins are tailless, I don't know whether it was natural or not. I assume natural, but I can't be sure. Robbie sired tailed puppies, so that muddies my notions. Anyway, I never thought of it as hurting them and, somehow, changing them forever. Now I am thinking of it.


I started my lion picture for the fair. It's going to be a doozy, but I like it so far. I am hoping it doesn't take that long to do. The back might look bad, but it's a lot of confetti stitching.

I also took advantage of the time between when I brought Mom home and had to go to work by shopping in my kit stash. I left most of my kits at Mom's, and I never really went in those boxes a lot anyway, so it was fun to go through. I pulled my All Our Yesterdays kids out and those are on their way home with me. Funny how I never thought I would be able to afford new ones, since when I bought those, the pound was $1.61 to 1GBP, and that seemed so low, particularly last summer when our money was worthless, and now it's lower, cause everyone's money is worthless. And there aren't a lot of new AOY kits that I like--my taste has changed a little and their new stuff isn't in line with what I adore now.

But, as always, I took infinite pleasure in the stash dive. It's always a joy to reacquaint myself with my stuff, and realize what I have that I forgot about. And appreciate it again. Sometimes I forget to appreciate what I have when I don't see it all the time.