Like I’ve said many times before, I’m turning into my mother! Not only do I try to make some of the food she used to dish up over holiday celebrations, but I’m also reverting to some of her idiosyncratic behavior, for no rhyme or reason that I can think of. This Chinese New Year, even though I came down with the flu, I was still lucid enough to make sure that I made some of the food that have come to be know as new year dishes in our family.
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Monday, January 23, 2017
Life lessons crocheting is teaching me
Having been laid low by the flu and told by my doctor not to place any more stress on my body, I’ve mostly hung out in front of the TV, busy with a few crochet projects including an infinity scarf, market bag and an outfit for my son’s pet cat, Nom Nom. In a very short span of time, flat space in my apartment has been invaded by balls of yarn. Crocheting is my latest interest, and when not hooking up yarn, I’ve been trawling the internet, looking for new patterns to attempt.
Saturday, January 14, 2017
My OCD is worsening!
A gift of a shawl |
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
Help, I’m addicted!
I’m an addict. To my phone. I check it upon waking up. (It’s charging on my bedside table.) It’s the last thing I look at before going to bed, well, the last device before my kindle. And if I wake up in the middle of the night and can’t fall back to sleep immediately, I also reach out for it. I like to say I keep it within reach in case of an emergency, stemming back to the days when I needed to be available to an aged mother and teenaged son, but nowadays I’m just kidding myself that that’s true. I can also say that I use it as an alarm clock, but then again, I could always just buy an alarm clock.
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