Moving on with reality, not my version of what should be. Ha! I'm staying in my own little cocoon and playing by myself here. Let's not try to fool anyone.
Had a birthday in July, got some stash, Owen turned 1 month old, and I stitched! And unfortunately, I think that is about all that happened. Ok, I swam around in the pool, got groceries and cooked, and cleaned the house.
DH can't drive 55, but now he is 55. Which brings me right back to this...I met him in 1986...when he was 24. We married when he was 26. And now he's 55? Our son will be 24 next month. I still consider him a boy. When I met Rob at 24 - he was all man. Of course, I was 18 and 24 was old to me. But, Logan...why is he a boy to me? Ok, young man. Perception.
Is all of this wondering where time gone a sign of something? Impending old age, realization of time NOT standing still, what? Mid-life crisis? OH, mid-life crisis -- does this mean I get to buy something and be irresponsible? DH got a Harley. Do I get to spend that much? What should I get to do?
Sorry - back to Rob's 55th birthday. I got the wife of the year award for his present. He's been searching for a Diamond T pick-up. I not only found one - in the state and half the cost of what he had been looking for - but it was the correct thing. So, that was my present to him.
|A complete rust bucket, but that smile is worth it all!|
And here he is on the actual day ~
|That's Garin in the background - he'll be 11 in November!|
|Also snagged some needles and Thread Heaven|
|His t-shirt says, 'Always Hungry'|
And then I mentioned stitching. I completed pages 19 and 20. I've gotten a good start on page 21.
When I complete pages 21-23 - then that row is done and back to the left of the picture. No more blue skies for me. The pages under the lighthouse are a mess. Water splashing, rocks, and confetti. But, it will have hit the half-way point! I mean come on - there are only 63 pages to this pattern.
Until next time when I hope to have another page completion!