Just a little nuts

I just got out of the pool, where I was jogging in the deep end. It is great exercise, and my knees are kind of screaming from the hour walk I took last night, on the macadam road, in the heat. I asked my mother to holler out the window, when I had been out there for a half hour. After what seemed like a long time, she opened the window, and said, "you got 5 more minutes." I said OK, and kept jogging. She finally came out the back door, onto the porch, and said, "that was 10 minutes ago that I hollered out the window."
I said, "I thought you were going to let me know after 30 min, not 40."
Her answer: "None of the clocks in this house are the same."
ACK!!!!!!! I kind of expected her to look at ONE clock, and when 30 minutes had gone by on THAT clock, I figured she would let me know.
I don't think my mother has Alzheimer's. I think she has 'terminal weirdness'.
It may be a family trait.
I am grateful, though, for the pool. It is certainly a welcome relief after a long, hot day. It is a regular size, in ground pool. It brings to mind the pool I bought for my kids, back when we lived in the country. It was a round pool, above ground, 28' across. It sat into the bank, and three levels of deck led down to it. Sometimes, we floated around in it, and watched the deer out in the field. I bought a light, that you hooked over the side, and at night, it glowed softly in the dark.
Occasionally, a bat would swoop down to drink. When I sold the house, the new owners tore the pool down. Guess they didn't want the aggravation.
But they also didn't get the perks.
Life is a trade off, is it not?
I am exercising, and watching my diet like a hawk. It is time.
I was remembering, the other day, how much I weighed when my first daughter was a baby. At the time, I thought I was disgustingly fat. Now, I would give my life savings to weigh that much.
Then I remembered how much I weighed when I was ready to DELIVER my third, and last daughter. I STILL weigh more than that.
Enough said. Stay tuned. You think I was a pit bull about giving up Prilosec? I am on a mission.
When I have photos that look GOOD, I will post them along with the ones that look BAD.
I promise.

I had three bags of old tee shirts. They have just acquired a second life. I can't wait to see them woven into rugs.

From studio

I had a very productive day at the studio.
First off, I finished a 12' caterpillar rug for an order. I started it two days ago, laying all those sock strips in is time consuming.
But I like the look...it is definitely different.

From studio

Then I cut 18 lbs of fabric for my next order, in shades of whites, pale yellow, pale turquoise, and beige. It is a stair runner, and needs to be woven 232" long. I cut the strips narrow, and wound two colors together in each ball, so the colors will change subtly and not look striped.

From studio

OK, I am coming clean.
It is true, I talk to my cats.
All the time.

From Crazy as a Loom

You BIT me.
I didn't.
Yes. YES, you did.
Well, OK, but I didn't bite you hard.
You bit me.
It didn't bleed.
I can't believe you BIT me.
I saved your skinny butt, and now you BITE me?????
I'm sorry.
I won't do it again.
I'm disgusted with you. Stop looking at me.
Well, you shouldn't have moved me. I was comfortable.
That's why I bit you.
You're ungrateful.