Crazy as a Loom

Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Self imposed stress

Yep that’s me.  Guilty.  Stressing over a list of things I want done, but who made the list?

Yeah.  I did. 

No one is causing me theses feelings but me.

Had to have a rotten locust tree taken down in the side yard, so I now have deep tire tracks across my front lawn.

Trying to let it go.


I am solving the “ what to do with all these veggies” issue, by gifting lots to whoever wants them.

Not pickling.  Not canning.  Nada. No.


We eat what we can.

I made this scrumptious sweet corn zucchini pie.

Delicious.


And some bread for a family get together.


I got a free Kitchen Aid blender with my Sears card points, and I did whip up a little pesto.


There’s nothing quite like homemade pesto.


  My young chickens have started to lay, little eggs at first, but by the end of the month they should be producing  well.


Weaving a little, here’s another Möbi Shrug.


I’m going to clean my outside porch today.  I don’t want to, but until I get it done, it’s going to make me crazy.  The energy it would take to talk me out of that, might well be spent on getting it done.

These two .

Wow. 

They make stress disappear.



Saturday, August 11, 2018

Friday, August 10, 2018

Time for a break

L and I have been busting our butts with shows. I don’t know if she’s as exhausted as I am,

But truly, I’m fried.

In between shows, I’ve been cleaning, downsizing, and organizing.

Inside porch/dyeing room is looking so much nicer. New flooring.



DH is a hoarder wannabe. He procures minutia and I get rid of it.

It’s a fine balance, ongoing.

This week I said goodbye to another kitty, sweet Jinxie. Always a little  a lot terrified and feral, with some kind of spinal issue that got worse every year, she still had the sweetest way about her.

I already miss hearing her lurch through the upstairs.

It’s the real downside of loving your pet friends.

Made this Spicy Zucchini Soup/Chili that I got from blogger/FB friend Di, it’s awesome.

I just changed it up and used veg crumbles instead of sausage.


I made four of these Möbi Shrugs and sold all four as soon as they were finished.

So you can be sure these are on my list of things to do.


Busy week around here, having a tree in the front yard taken down.  Nerve wracking, close to the house the power lines, fencing.  I breathed a sigh of relief when they were finished.

Yesterday was the last show until the end of September.

This was in Speculator, NY, on Lake Pleasant. Beautiful summer day in the Adirondacks.


Unfortunately, it got very hot in the afternoon, and my head doesn’t care for the heat.

So by the time I got home, I had the HFH, you got it......the headache from hell.

I can’t wait til my appt in Sept to get approved for MM ( medical marijuana)

I don’t want to take it  every day but I would love to have something that really worked when those 

headaches  come along.

Sounds like heaven.

I say it’s worth a try.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

I’m trying

And that’s all I can do.  That’s all anyone can do.

Just your best shot every day.

I am sure being tested.  I know that. Sometimes I try to figure out why, but most times I don’t even bother.

This, however difficult it is sometimes, is my reality.

It’s not always this bad, but for some reason in the  last seven years, I have had runs of wicked, pounding, unrelenting headaches.  Sometimes, like last Saturday AND today, I have the jagged light in my eye, and then the migraine.......on top of the headache I already have.

How is that possible?    I wish I knew.

Anyway, keeping it real, I admit to sometimes crying in the car.  Not sure why, but that seems like a good place.  I talk to myself, to my Mom.  I rant.  I let it all out.

Today was one of those days.

There isn’t a pain med going that helps.  I have considered marijuana. Really.  Which makes me laugh, because I have so hated it all my life.

Amazing what a certain level of pain will do.

And it really doesn’t matter what I do. Nothing really makes it better.

I will admit though, pulling a half dozen weeds from my daylilies did make it worse.

I stopped.

Every now and then I do something in an attempt to feel normal.

Sometimes it works, other times not so much.

I put this together today, after a nudge to get my brain to cooperate.

I call it the Möbi Shrug.

Hand dyed Tencel warp, rayon weft.





And I’ve been reading this.......saw it on another blog 

(you know who you are, and I thank you)

It certainly addresses my state of mind today.......staying where you are, and finding 

Whatever happiness you can find there.


Tough stuff

Still true. Making that choice.  Again....still.

Sunday, July 29, 2018

Gratitude

I know you’ve heard me say it before.  But it bears repeating.

Gratitude IS the attitude. 

I got up this morning being so glad I didn’t have to go anywhere. I buzzed around, picking up the kitchen, when I noticed how grungy my silverware drawer looked.

Sure, I’ve noticed it before today, but today was the day. I emptied it, cleaned it, and threw  out half the stuff.

It felt great.




Then Naya and I walked 4 miles.  My body is desperately trying to hold on to this last 10 lbs, and I am just as adamant that it’s going.

Then I came in and cleaned the inside porch.

It was on my list of annoying things.


But on my walk, I was thinking about how I’ve been whining about the heat.  I do dislike it, truth.

But then I started listing the things I actually like about summer, the things I’ll miss when it’s over.

I’ll miss my day lilies.  They really are stunning.


I’ll miss lightning bugs, watching them at night from my bedroom window.

I’ll miss cucumbers straight from the garden, and oh, the tomatoes.....love the tomatoes.

I’ll miss fresh corn on the cob.

I love all the night sounds, when the nights are cool enough to leave the windows open.

I’ll miss the sounds of birds that fill the trees around this old house.

And cold, fresh melons.



I love sitting on my screen porch listening to the wind chimes on a breezy summer day.


It’s not all bad, and I’m trying to be grateful for the things I do like about it.  There are quite a few more than I realized.

Bales of hay in the field.

Eating Mexican on a table on the sidewalk downtown.

Zinnias, globe thistles, hydrangeas.

A bevy of very loud motorcycles just went by.

NOT on my list.


But soon fall will be here, and as much as I love fall, it won’t be here long enough.

Thank goodness, there’s a Loom for that.


Saturday, July 28, 2018

Monsoon weather


I have been in a downsizing mood lately.  Maybe it’s the heat and humidity, maybe it’s the headache, but for whatever reason I am cleaning house.

I have been rearranging retail areas, while so many things remain packed for shows.

I emptied and yanked out a small hutch that always drives me mad, because it is crowded 

Into a corner at the end of the table, and you can never walk around the table, or get anything out of the hutch.


So it is currently residing on the porch and then it is leaving. Not sure where yet.


But the corner at the right of the table looks lovely and uncluttered.  It makes me happy.


I am also pleased with my “ Czech cooker” aka Remoska, which bakes up lovely things without heating the whole kitchen up.  These potatoes were easy and so good.

We are weaving dish towels, in between shows.

I

No two are ever the same.

Making some Shrugs.....they seem to sell well, and I like making them.



So today we had a show about an hour and a half straight north. Lois had a wedding, so daughter #1 went with me.

It started out with us taking a wrong turn, since DH’s truck has no GPS.  So we were a bit rushed to set up in time.  Then we found out that even though I paid for TWO spaces, we only had one.

There wasn’t time, nor did I have the energy, to deal with that.  So we lived with it.




The rest of the morning was hot, very, very hot.  We were sweating.

Business was slow.  The people walking around seemed less than enthused to be out in the heat.

Around noon time, I got the jagged light in my eye, my “ aura” for a migraine, on top of the daily headache that I always have.

Can I just say here, FML?

Ok, after a med, and sitting very still for awhile, it started to rain, lightly but rain nonetheless. 

So we pulled everything into the center of the tent.

It stopped, so we put everything back where it was.

Fifteen minutes, it started again.

Repeat. 

Then it stopped.

Repeat.

Then........it started to seriously rain. We really began to move things in, but the rain started coming sideways, so we started packing things in totes to keep them dry.

Then I realized that the clothes were starting to get wet.

I said:  enough.  We packed the truck. 

By the time we got all the product packed, and took the tent down and put all the display racks in the truck, it was like a monsoon.

We were both drenched.  Our clothes could have been wrung out.

We got in the truck.....the windows were down, btw, and we just started laughing.  I’m sure we looked pretty crazy.

It was 2pm when we drove away.  It was still pouring, all the customers were gone, some other vendors were wildly packing up, and we had a long drive home.

I felt bad that my daughter took one of her days off to do this with me, and it sucked so badly.


But she had a good attitude, she said it was our “ bonding” time.

We stopped for a beer and a sandwich, as we were both starving.  It was the best part of this long day.


I’m making a list .....you know the one......of things you don’t do anymore........maybe shows in HOT weather will show up there.

Sunday, July 22, 2018

Adirondack Experience

Yesterday was the show at the Blue Mountain Lake Museum in Blue Mt Lake, N.Y., about an hour and a half drive.


It was a beautiful, cool morning.  Lois is the designated driver of the big ass truck that DH lets us use for shows.

We are very proficient at setting up. You could say we have it down to a science.



 


We have speculated on how long we actually want to do shows.

It’s hard work, and we aren’t exactly young any more.

We had the Structo to do some demo.  It definitely attracts attention.

The other day when Dale was here, she said “is that mine?”

I assured her that someday it would be hers.


 

I did a little playing with my iPad, which was fantastic for using Square.  I took pictures with it, and I’m doing this blog post with it, so we shall see how it goes.

I find that since I bought the iPad, I hardly use my laptop at all, which surprised me.

My headache is still doable, and let me just say I am incredibly grateful for every day it’s not a slammer.


It was a reasonably profitable day, which ended with me feeling a little like Edith Ann.

When I thought about it on the ride home, I realized that at this stage of my life I feel like that a lot, just a speck in a large beach of sand.

And all I can do is the best that I can do, on any given day. I think I am.



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