Ask Me How I Feel Today...

Today I feel like I have been run over by a truck...

Yesterday was spent sitting in a room at the allergists office from 8:00 am to 4:30 pm and getting shots every 1/2 hour until 12 and then every hour until 2... This is called a Rush. This is supposed to be worth 6 months of weekly allergy shots if you go every week.






The pic above is of the left arm. Ten shots in this one. The one on the right is of the right arm. This is the very last shot... only one on this arm. I sure am glad I chose not to put that one on the left arm too...lol


He also found that I have a sinus infection...boooo. Anyway, I had no idea I would feel this badly the day after!


The thing is that I spent the day knitting on DH's socks, my Falling Waters Scarf, spinning with the hand spindle trying to make enough singles to dye different colors for embroidery on my Nine Patch Hand Woven... I had plenty to do.....


Off to spend the day in my chair... Tomorrow will definitely be better...

Today's The Day

Well, today is the day. DH and I did the early voting thing last Friday and I'm glad that is done. If you have read my blog very much you will already know that I am a fiscal Republican with a few social leftist leanings ... if that makes any sense.

It's true that this is a historic election for the United States. I just hope that people will cast their ballots for what they believe is the best thing for the country and not for the color of someone's skin or the gender of the person running.

But then... I'm not holding my breath. And I do understand. Women on the ticket...any ticket...would have been unthinkable in my younger years... as would any person of color. Like I said...it's historic.

But then, so are the several crises facing this country. And if you want to know the truth...I'm not sure there is enough experience among all of them to really do the job.

Literally Pincushion Linda.. Sewing Pun Intended

Went to the allergist yesterday. Hmmm... After having 64 of these on my back, here she comes in with 20+ syringes stuck in their vials...standing tall like soldiers with pikes... Yes, I took a deep breath. And yes they did hurt...lol

And it did tell me what I already knew... and then some. Severe allergy to cats and ragweed... but didn't know had allergies to sycamore trees (in the front yard!) and many others... all grasses except rye and johnson grass...sigh House dust..etc and the list goes on... Oh well...

September 11

I always feel inadequate on this day. There are pundits and bloggers all over the world waxing eloquent... me, I just feel numb. Every year. My body goes into that disbelieving mode and once again I am standing, watching the television in horror as the planes hit the towers, explode, and smoke begins to roil. Only snippets of the words of the commentators come back ... I can hear in my mind the exhortations to remain calm and the reassurances that Islam and Christianity are basically the same... My world changed that day. 180 degrees. My heart bled for the people in the towers, the families of those people and the people of New York. Also for myself and my family. Never again can it be said that America has never been attacked on their own ground. Our innocence..that basic sense of security.. is gone.

If my feelings continue to be this strong on this day... how must it be for the family member of ones who lost their lives on this day. My heart goes out to them... Perhaps someday there will be peace in our hearts once again.

Harry Truman

This popped up as a forward in my email today. I like Harry Truman. He became President the year I was born, so I didn't get to hear or read any of this first hand.. just wish I had.



HARRY TRUMAN HONOR IN POLITICS

The Buck Stops Here

'It doesn't matter how big a ranch ya' own, or how many cows ya' brand, the size of your funeral is still gonna depend on the weather.' Harry Truman.

When President Truman retired from office in 1952, his income was substantially a U.S. Army pension reported to have been $13,507.72 a year. Congress, noting that he was paying for his stamps and personally licking them, granted him an 'allowance' and, later, a retroactive pension of $25,000 per year.

When offered corporate positions at large salaries, he declined, stating,

'You don't want me. You want the office of the president, and that doesn't belong to me. It belongs to the American people and it's not for sale.'

Even later, on May 6, 1971, when Congress was preparing to award him the Medal of Honor on his 87th birthday, he refused to accept it, writing,

'I don't consider that I have done anything which should be the reason for any award, Congressional or otherwise.'

We now see that other past presidents, have found a new level of success in cashing in on the presidency, resulting in untold wealth. Today, many in Congress also have found a way to become quite wealthy while enjoying the fruits of their offices. Political offices are now for sale.

Was good old Harry Truman correct when he observed,

'My choice early in life was either to be a piano player in a whorehouse or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference. I, for one, believe the piano player job to be much more honorable than current politicians.'

Scarborough Renaissance Festival

After 20 years of wishing, I was given the extraordinary Mother's Day gift of a day not only at the Scarborough Renaissance Festival, but with the sons and grandsons... wow...


And what a day... My senses just couldn't take it all in. I took so many pictures that my battery just about gave up the ghost and flitted away in front of my eyes...


These two young ladies have been playing their harps at Scarborough Faire for at least 16 years. Our son bought one of their CDs 16 years ago... I bought one last Saturday.. And what beautiful music!


I had in mind looking for a spindle, nalbinding, or spinning wheel shop.. alas, there were none. I did find (after we left..boo hoo) there is a bookbinding shop there. There are shops everywhere.. everything from Renaissance clothes to blacksmiths to sword making to flutes...and on and on.... And everyone in period costume... and wait until you see the jousts! And the troubadours!


The jousts were fun... Of course it was all choreographed, but if the real thing was anything at all like it, I can only imagine the excitement they caused. And the skill of the participants... amazing..





If you ever have an opportunity to go to a Renaissance Faire, do yourself a favor and go. There are only limited utilities in this location, so it is not hard at all to envision how it would have been back in the 1300 to 1600s.. As a result they close at 7:00pm...there are no lights.


There is a parade 2 or 3 times a day... Wow...They will definitely toast "Hail and Hearty" to anyone in the crowd who approaches with a tankard..lol This young man even stopped and posed for me...

What a great day! Home too tired for words...but so pleased...

Rain, Rain....

It began to rain yesterday and is continuing today... I love the soft sounds of the rain on the roof. It was pretty to watch this morning on the roof of the shop while listening to songs of the birds. Have I said I love spring???... I tried to get a pic of the splashes that were so vivid on the shop roof...it came out so-so... if you click on the pic you can see a couple of splashes and the bubbles...

This has been a week of some very good ups and some very terrible downs... "Life is what happens when you are making other plans"...ughhh I've always found that John Lennon line somewhat comforting... It always seemed to remind me that there is a randomness of events in a person's life... along with a randomness of whether it is good or bad... Well..today I don't like it...

Remember my first hand weaving that was done with my hand spun Icelandic wool...Well here it is after being made into a small change purse. It was hand sewn with needle & thread. I had to make the pattern myself since I bought the clasp at least a year ago and it didn't have a pattern with it.

I have some cotton thread ... larger than #10, but came from a thrift store, so no info attached with it.. It is a bit more difficult to weave, but is coming along great. Who knew that green thread is self striping???