Thursday, June 25, 2020
My elastic came. The elastic I was going to use to make a mask a day throughout July. So now I have elastic but am back to being one-handed.
My sister sent flowers. So nice. I saw my wrist surgeon yesterday, and she was wearing a mask I made her. I have some gentle therapy and exercises to do while this humerus starts to heal.
I’m no longer in shock. And I just found out from a blog reader that quilter Pat Sloan broke both of her wrists! The last picture? Oddly enough it’s the only part of me that doesn’t hurt...
Tuesday, June 23, 2020
But then I tripped on uneven sidewalk about a mile away from the house. Nice ladies called 911. ER took care of facial lacerations and made sure there were no brain bleeds. I broke my proximal humerus and see my bone doc tomorrow.
Thankful I didn’t do more damage! But I’m incredibly sore - everything hurts.
I keep thinking of I Robert Burns and how the best-laid plans of mice and men “gang aft a-gley.”
Monday, June 15, 2020
It's been difficult to shelter in place. Not seeing family and friends has been hard. For the first two months we exchanged food with 2 of the grandsons at the base of the driveway. Then last month the 4 of us decided that the risks were minimal and we actually have had dinners at the dining room table. Son Mark has been in the house a couple of times. And like so many families, we are having discussions about whether to get together and how to get together. This month marked three milestones - Sam Mo graduated from Northern Michigan State, Ben Mo graduated from high school, and Brandon turned 21. Daughter Julie came in from Atlanta to celebrate with her son. And we had to have some sort of party, right?
I made masks for everyone, which we didn't wear. Everyone brought their own drinks. Appetizers were individual snack bags of various crunchies. A Mediterranean feast was laid out buffet style, but Mark was the only one serving. Cupcakes for dessert. Seems safe, no? But then the time for pictures came. No masks, standing close to one another, some of us touching - ***eye roll***
Is this all part of the process of opening up? Did we take a risk by getting together? ...to be determined
Two sad notes: Ben, the hs grad, just started a new job and couldn't come to his own party on top of not having a graduation ceremony or a prom. And the girls were in an accident (absolutely not their fault) on their way home. Both are ok (phew), but the car is totaled.
The next day I had coffee in person with quilties Eileen and Melissa. Between seeing people and almost have full use of my rehabbed wrist, normalcy seems closer. BUT we all know this is not a time to let down our Covid-19 guard. Be careful out there!
Thursday, June 11, 2020
created a pattern with darts for the nose and chin as well as some pleats.
Two of the grandsons have graduated - one from hs and one from college. Another grandson just turned 21. We are having a socially-distancing get together. 14 people. The party favor? Yes! A mask!
Saturday, June 6, 2020
In no particular order, I am very thankful for
1. my design wall
3. my sewing machine with the knee lift and automatic scissors
4. my Vietnamese friends and their cooking know-how
6. Quilty friends and Zooming
8. my sister Paula
9. new Quilty friends
10. Cristina and her sourdough bread sharing
11. my hand surgeon Dr. Urbanowski and my occupational therapist Eileen
12. being able to open jars and baggies again
13. my fabric stash and various supplies
14. being excited about quilting after tamping that down during February and March
15. an aura - albeit light - of political optimism about the possibility of political change this fall
17. my special WW buddy Cecilia
18. my generous friend Sarah S
19. my grandchildren
21. being able to hand quilt again. So soothing.
|This might morph into a quilt...|
23. A summer day like today with the studio windows open, the gentle hum of cicadas in the background (this is just a renegade brood, not the real thing which comes in 2024).
25. Emerging from the Land of Broken Wrist into functionality.