Fabric Purchases

I am headed to the Myrtle Beach Quilt Party. May my fabric purchases equal the dollar bills stuffed in G-strings by my husband on his golf outing in Myrtle Beach in March.
Amen.

Myrtle Beach Quilt Party

I have been preparing for my quilting retreat this week since Thanksgiving. Cutting fabric,buying supplies,sewing fabric,tracing patterns. I got so tired that my rest periods lasted longer than my work periods. Then I started stressing because some pieces weren't cut the exact measurements they should be. Then I stressed about still not knowing all the workings of my new sewing machine.Then I stressed about tracing my applique on the right side of the paper. My daughter and husband both said "How can you stress out about a retreat?" That is true but remember the spiritual retreat in Arizona where people died in the smoke house. Maybe those people should have stressed a little about being smoked like bacon and got out of the hut. I digress. Any way I quit stressing about the retreat. I am going to learn more quilting techniques and laugh with my girlfriends. I have a nice suite with a great friend. There is a free happy hour every night. Life is too short for me to be perfect in everything. I just wish I knew that years ago.

Teddy Pendergrass

Teddy Pendergrass passed away last week. That was sad news for me. I love his music. I danced to his songs lots. He got you in the mood. I am sure lots of babies were born because of Teddy. Thank you Teddy for making me happy with your music. I hope you are singing away in heaven.

You Can't Always Get What You Want

Today is day two of just me and the dogs. The daughter has gone back to NYC. The older son is back at Georgia Tech and the youngest son is back at Alabama. The husband is in Georgia all week on business. He tells me it is business but I talk to him on his cell. He could be in LA with a porn star for all I know. When the house was full of everyone I wanted my peace and quiet back. The phone rang.The doorbell rang. People came in and out at all hours. I went to bed when my children were preparing to go out. They woke up after I had completed my day. I would awake in the middle of the night to the smell of food cooking and 2 a.m. on my alarm clock. My favorite chair was never available. "Call of Duty" blared throughout the house and blood drops rolled down the television screen with each kill. The kitchen was in constant use with dishes all over the house. Now everyone is gone and I miss them all. I don't miss "Call of Duty" and the blood but I miss the life my children bring back to the house. Remember Mick Jagger and the Stones sang "You Can't Always Get What You Want". But does anyone believe Mick hasn't gotten what he wants? He is still bedding 20 year old women. Last week driving the husband's car I listened to the Playboy channel on satellite radio. (That is why I think my husband may be with a porn star instead of a business trip to Georgia.)Someone asked Hugh Hefner who caused the most damage staying at the Playboy Mansion. He replied the Stones in the late 60's on their American Tour. The mansion was still in Chicago then. But even with the damage Hugh invited them back anytime. So I can't always get what I want but Mick Jagger sure can.

Three Dog Night

We are having our share of the Arctic Blast. The night time lows have been in the teens. That is what you call a three dog night. Meaning it is so cold that it will take sleeping with three dogs to get you warm. I have three dogs so I am ready if there is a power outage. Finally a logical reason to own three dogs!. This tidbit about the meaning of a three dog night I read somewhere who knows when. I think it was an article about the band Three Dog Night. What I can't understand is how I can remember stuff like that but can't find my glasses, car keys, car, or remember anybody's name including mine own? We will discuss that another post.

January 10th

Today is January 10th. I weighed myself and I have gained 8 pounds since Christmas. Most of that is eggnog and brandy. I haven't done any exercises, joined a gym or paid for healthy, tasty diet food. Mainly I have been watching all the commercials and reading all the articles telling me what I should do. Funny after going through so many January's the commercials and articles have nothing new to say. That is what I am waiting for. An incentive to get off the couch. If there was a commercial for a million dollars for every pound lost there would be me and lots of skinny people running around. I did have a baby January 7th. She is 24 years old but the weight gain was unbelievable. Thank God I finished off the eggnog last night. It wont be in the stores for another year.

Post New Years Day

I made it to 11:29 on New Years Eve. I ate collard greens, black eye peas and ham on New Years Day. I have a new pair of red underwear. For those of you new to my blog an explanation on red underwear is in an older post. I have a matching red bra too. I wore both on New Years Eve to see if 2010 is the best. I didn't make any resolutions. I never keep them. I will continue to live each day as it comes. Thinking beyond that is too much most days. This year gets another child off the payroll and the last child working closer to that goal. I hope those two things are the major events for me in 2010. I had my surgery for the decade. Lets all put on our big girl panties and meet 2010 head on with a positive and strong spirit!