Wednesday, September 2, 2015

My New Best Friend

Ouch!
That has been my watchword these last few hours. Late yesterday afternoon I had to venture into our basement, a true dirt floor Michigan cellar. A circuit breaker needed to be flipped, and I was the only one available.
So armed with flashlight (the same circuit controls most of the basement lights) and a broom (gotta keep the nasty cobwebs out of my hair), I featured forth. I unfortunately did not realize the floor was covered with a slick coat of mud.
Oops.
Down I went, on my arse. In the process, I twisted or wrenched both knees. Ouch! After bawling and feeling sorry about my knees for a few minutes, with visions of dying there, undiscovered, I managed to get myself up. For a minute I felt worse about my formerly clean shorts. Then I took a step.
Yikes. That's when I discovered I had something I had only heard of last week. The Allen Knees. I managed to hobble to the breaker box and back upstairs. I was able to get the mud caked shirt and shorts off and managed to shower off the mud. After getting my legs over the sides of the tall old tub with feet.
Then I turned to my new best friend.....
I even slept with it. Where I am, I'm afraid it will be also.
Now excuse me while I hobble around a bit. But on the bright side, nothing else hurts.

Sunday, August 30, 2015

Sunday Musings

This morning, our service differed from the norm. When it was discovered that we would need a substitute priest this week there were none available. So it was decided to have the service of Morning Prayer. And as a lay reader, I found myself leading the service.

I have lead Morning Prayer before, usually with someone else assisting, and providing a homily. This time I lead the service alone, with a hymn sing for the sermon. Since my various stints in choirs, I always have been blessed by the music. For many years, I often played guitar during services.

Although our songs today were out of the our new hymnal, most of what we sang were the oldies. The one exception, shown below was to the tune of "Danny Boy".

I love this song. The verses are a combination of stating that there are things we may not know but take on faith. Those thoughts are contrasted with what we believe and know to be true. Powerful words.

With that song, as well as "What A Friend We Have in Jesus" and "In The Garden" and more, made for a moving faith filled message.

I think everyone was blessed.

Saturday, August 29, 2015

A New Knit?

I recently was bitten by a new knitting bug. Big surprise, right? But I can't postpone this one. It is absolutely seasonal.

It's the Scoreboard Knit Along(or KAL). I am having trouble inserting a link with this app. So let's see if this works:

http://scoreboardkal.com/

It is a KAL for making a cowl that is reflective of your favorite football teams season. The pattern isn't available until 4 days 17 hours and 54 minutes and 44 seconds as I type this. The general theme of the pattern is that one row is knit in your teams main color every time they score for every point they score. The alternate color is knit for every point the opposing team scores, in the order that the points are scored. Then I decided to go for the option for a third color, separating each game. I will also use that for the cast on and grafting the two ends together, marking the beginning and end of the of the season with extra rows in that color.

Although I am not a huge football fan (we try to avoid it in our house), I decided to make one following the Detroit Lions.

This is as close as I could get to Honolulu Blue and Silver. I am going with a deep charcoal grey to separate the games. And I have a friend who watches the Lions faithfully who is going to keep track of the score for me, while attempting to crochet one of her own. I just need to keep up each week with knitting the previous weeks game. On with the Lions 2015 Scoreboard Cowl!

But one question remains. If the Lions are Blue, and the opponents are silver, should I have gotten an extra skein of silver?

Friday, August 28, 2015

Family Fun

This past week, as I mentioned on Facebook, my favorite aunt turned 93.  As a present, her daughter planned on taking her to visit her "baby" sister in a nursing home.  They invited another cousin and I to ride along, as well as notifying some of her children.
Here some of us were waiting in the hall to get in to see her. The feisty aunt is the one in blue.
We stopped for lunch on the way, and were surprised by the handsome young man on the right. I haven't seen this cousin in ages to talk to, other than at a funeral. He wanted to surprise us and go along to see our other aunt.  (As always, I try to avoid using proper names here in bloggerville.)   A great meal and visit with him.  I rode along with him the rest of the way, since we had four in our car and he was alone.  A great chance to catch up on family news.
The cousin on the left and I are rumored to share the title of favorite niece of the aforementioned feisty aunt.  It depends on who she is with at the
time as to who is the undisputed favorite.   For this road trip, we shared the title.
It sure was good to see my dad's baby sister.  I hadn't seen her since she became unable to attend what I called "dinner with the aunt," our once a month get together and gabfest, now more accurately referred to as dinner with cousins and aunt.  Anyone who wants to join us, reply to me for details.
One other cousin missed my camera, the daughter of this aunt, who also works there for another month or so, until she retires.
All in all, great family time and visit with cousins and aunts.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

How Did That Happen?

Was it just yesterday that I posted about how busy I have been?
Now I am busier.  Well, somewhat anyway.  With busier days to come.
Yesterday afternoon I met with someone helping to plan the sesquicentennial of my hometown.  She is in charge of the weekend devoted to family,and she wants to include a cemetery walk.  Another friend of mine on the committee knew Sandy and I had helped put one together in Fremont several years ago.  (I was Calico Jane, a fictitious lumber camp cook.)  I thought I had a picture of me in costume, but lucky for you readers, I cannot find it.)
Sandy was unable to make the meeting, but I gave her some ideas of what we had done before.
It sounds like it will be a fun time.  And I may have gotten myself into a possible spinning demonstration on another weekend.
Next summer promises to be a busy one.