sometimes things go wrong...
and they often do. the daughters surgery was not one of them...it went well. she is recovering, has some additional metal in her body but is now not unlike humpty dumpty...put together again and the last i heard was complaining only about a sore throat. hope fully soon we will see her smile again. while i'm on the subject of the daughter...let me clarify. between the two of us and i'm talking about the guy and i we have one daughter...his. we have one son in law also his and he belongs to the daughter. one son...mine. two grandchildren the youngladygrandaughter and the little guy both his and both belonging to the daughter and the son in law. we have two dogs the german...mine and miss husky...his and none yet that are ours but that will most likely change at some point in the future but we are enjoying having only two because when miss philly...also mine...passed and we found ourselves suddenly able to travel and stay at hotels and beach houses with two dogs where we could not with three and we like that. we have three grandpuppies one mine and she belongs to the son aka the original guy and two newer grandpuppies...his and they belong of course to the daughter and her crew. we have never had all of them in the same room and quite frankly i am afraid that would go terribly wrong. just as some other things have gone wrong lately. like the zuchini bread. if you decide to bake bread when you are very very tired and your memory cannot be counted on you may bake it for only half the time needed and just because it is a gorgeous brown on the outside that does not mean it not not a runny mess on the inside. lesson learned. set the timer. when you buy too many crickets at the pet store they will surely kill and eat each other so you will have many dead crickets to bury in the pet cemetarry and still not have fresh crickets for miss dragon to hunt. when you have ripe raspberries on the bush and you don't pick them for a few days they will also die and you will get no more than that first bowl which were so delicious it made me want to cry especially because i want more and there are no more to have. ditto with the sour cherries on the tree. procrastination equals no cherry jam this year.
as you can see...still no knitting. i'm going to have to start knitting something wth this yarn or it will soon be covered with dust like the surface on which it sits. i plan to be less tired over the weekend and may have something to show for it next week...or not! have a lovely weekend. later...love g
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