Dress for dear grand daughter.. Adah.. I hope she likes it. Secondly, I hope it fits. It is always trial and error when you live miles and miles apart..

It's hot and I think my tomatoes have been fried. I can't grow anything on this hill in Alabama..

My number 3 donation quilt to Birmingham Quilt Guild. I finished the president's block and have a fat quarter for meeting on Monday. I donated some material and stuffing to a friend who makes dog beds for the Shelby County Dog shelter..
Get depressed sometimes being here so far away from my kids and grandkids. I am happy that I have met some wonderful women from BQG..
I put a the lap top on one of those chill mat. It seems to work .. Of course, husband is why are you doing that.. Because I want to.. He will be leaving again for half of the month to Minneapolis.. So I will get rid of more stuff to donations and the garbage dump.. Maybe I'll get the laundry room re installed . It was broken when we bought this foreclosed property. Slowly getting stuff done... I would like to get some insulation in before winter returns. It has been 93 and up with heat index of 99...
Thanks to Calvary Chapel Melbourne's live cast.. Haven't felt like finding a church here. I just keep hoping to move home sooner than later.. But, yes , it is not in my hands at all. Maybe I am supposed to figure out how to live in this new land of Alabama..
My Alabama Story.. Driving down a major street here quietly minding my own business. And there is this house on Fire with two guys watching sitting on Their Ford trucks. No fire truck.. No one is concerned. Me I keep driving.. But only in alabama.. There has been this guy at this house for the past 3 to 4 months selling everything.. It's contents.. it's windows, boards. Any thing he could get off of the building .. a/c .. wiring, tubs, cabinets.. I'm think'n this is strange.. Foreclosure.. eminent domain. mad divorce, bad marriage. No one stopped, no fire truck.. no police. No one seemed to care.. Only in Alabama... It's all different in Alabama for sure.. Wish I had my camera with me.. Missed it..

Finishing a donation quilt and will post a picture later. Not sure if I posted the angel so she is flying in again. Feeling a little better.. The spider bite is getting some better.. Still some pain and some numbness here and there..

Things are improving with the spider bite thing.. The pain is almost all gone. But still some spasms and some numbness here and there. But it sure looks like summer is checking in.. Wonderful red sweet tomato. Oh, such joy a real tomato. There are hope of many more. My chair is back home from getting a face lift. It is wonderful. But now does it really fit in the house. My make over of the living room needs to roll on. A little angel I made for my sister who is scheduled for 6 hours of surgery on Thursday. she is in the mail heading toward her. She should get her when she gets home from surgery. God bless dear sister.
There isn't enough of me to go around all the projects I would like to accomplish. There also isn't enough strength to accomplish all the things I'd like to do either. The list is pages long..
It gets me discouraged at times.. Guess the world just isn't perfect and neither am I.

Thurday, bite by black widow spider.. Have lost three days in pain and muscle spasms.. Did not get anti-venom. Next time I will go get medical treatment sooner.. Not fun at all.. Little quilting done.. Sleeping .. and given 2 doses of IM celestone.. Now I am glowing but the itching is decreasing and the bite size is getting smaller.. I HATE SPIDERS.. This is my third such bite.

Tomorrow will be a better day...

June 2, 2010

What a crazy kind of day.. Bought myself some new clothes .. Ha not new but used from Salvation Army. It is just fine.. I don't know that I need fancy clothes.. I also need to loss some weight. It is hard..
I started an angel for my sister who is having surgery tomorrow.. So proud of her.. She has lost a ton of weight.. But I still worry about her.. Guess that is being a sister..

Okay, no one I know...knows about this blog .. so I can just dump this out here to internet nowhere land. . Who would care anyway.. I am depressed.. not in a clinical way.. I don't think. I manage my life. Keep myself going.. I'm just discussed with where I am.. I'm over sixty.. married to many years. And disgusted with how this life is going. In the past 3 years I have lost so many friends and relatives I can hardly want to remember the number. The names and what I miss float by in sadness. My husband has no understanding of loss.. He is cold and distant all the time.. Self centered and He is stingy to extreme.. I bought lunch at Chick-fil-a and he questioned the amount and was it really necessary . Yes, it was .. I needed to get out of the house.. Away from my home that feels like a prison. I am not allowed to change or remove anything .. or bring anything different in without a battle royal.. If I could find a way to support myself .. I would walk at this point.. maybe I'd run and hid somewhere else.. My determination is to out last him.. even though this is tough.. I am tougher.. Someday things will be different.