Little Project

So, sitting in the hospital is boring and I cannot read there. (Side note: GM is doing great. She is being sent to a skilled nursing facility and she is able to walk and eat real food now- I guess she just wanted to hear we love her.) Can't read on a plane either. So, I had to find something to do. I decided to make a try at embroidery. I bought all the stuff hoping to find the motivation to figure it out a month or so ago so I had all the supplies already. I am totally hooked on these little designs. They are so cute. I wanted to make them of my daughter's cultures but the artist didn't have all that I needed and my Grandma was in the hospital a while so I made more than I needed and I am still working on it. You can see one isn't finished yet. I think I am going to make a wall hanging but if I stay as obsessed as I am - it might end up a quilt. In case you were curious or can't figure it out..its Dutch, Italian, Vietnamese (although my father in law says it doesn't look like it), Greek, Irish and the unfinished on top is Bavarian although you can't really see it.

We were also able to go to a little carnival that comes every year. M saw it and was so excited so we went since our plans to Seattle were halted. We took her on the Ferris wheel (I'm totally old - that was so high!), the big slide and the Tilt a Whirl (which my husband almost puked on- the attendant even asked him if he needed to stop the ride for him). The best part was watching my husband totally get conned by the carni. He went up to the throw a dart at a balloon game and the carni was so good. Man, I even told the carni he was really good at this. He just smiled. Well, about $40 later and a quick run to the ATM to get my husband out of his gambling debt- my daughter got a tacky big headed red dog. She loves it. Its Clifford the female dog.

I thought this was funny so I wanted to share. We went to my Brother in laws last night and we sat around a fire outside telling stories. My husband was telling a story and he said, "we got up at the butt crack of dawn." The story went on and he was about to say it was noon but someone busted in with, "the hairy back of noon." I died laughing. I'm obviously easily amused. Butt crack of dawn - hairy back of noon. Hehe.

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