Holly, now I remember you telling us about the girls interests.  ML does a fantastic job with genealogy and likes making cards. (Paper crafts don't interest me.  Just like cake decorating.  I like to work on more permanent handwork.)   I NEVER  minimize what she does, always encourage her.  She made a darling red truck ornament and added buttons for the tires--her own idea.  We all  were impressed and praised her to the moon.  My Dutch great grandmother, Effie, kept us all in sweaters and crocheted edgings for pillowcases as wedding presents. I still have mine, beautiful and unused, from my 1st marriage.  She never used a pattern.  She would knit a sweater back up so far, then put it up to the recipient to measure how much longer to make it.   Her daughter, Jennie, my grandmother rather pathetically crocheted chair seats from old nylons.  They worked fine but were so ugly and always looked like what they were made from and turned me off as a child.  Wish I'd asked what they all did for needlework in Holland...maybe only the knitting/crocheting...I never heard any quilting discussions.

To continue in this vein, being a avid yard-saler, I bought any handmade or vintage items I came across.  Thus, I have quite the collection and still want to do something with them, perhaps apply them to a plain cloth background, and/or display my vintage notions, somehow.  My epitaph should be "I was gonna..."  

Devonne, I forgot to mention Gary's wonderful news, yesterday.  As others have said, the best of news a mother can get.  Sons, who are grown men, deal with things in their own way, like men do.  Once when David was here, he and Howard got into a heated argument.  Usually they just sniped at each other.  Believe me, I kept quiet and stayed out of  it.  Having watched so many syrupy Christmas movies about families, it IS sad the way their family has turned out.  I wonder if Howard feels it, but keep still about that, too.  It's their choice and the two boys (men) and their dad have made those choices.  Hard to understand and accept, though.  I'm so glad in their individual ways, your sons each love you and are in your life which you more than deserve. 

Trish, John must really be a beanpole!  Andrew has to bend way over, too.  Our hugs are rather awkward.  Often, I just hug him around the waist, while he's standing.  When he came here every Sunday, we were eye level...for a bit...  

Theresa, I am so glad to hear from you.  Was about to call you, again!    Remember the other time when you offered for us to call you anytime, so I did and you and 12-yr. old, Sara, were at the mall?  
Talk about something taking on a life of it's own.  This huge move, fits that category.  But, at least, now you're living at your own home, mostly, and can see the end.  Congrats to Luke on his graduation and the neat job next summer.  Nice that you get to take advantage of it, too.  

Going... feeling better, think we'll take down the tree.  I couldn't do it all week.  It's very quick and simple and Howard said, whatever you want to do.  Yesterday was the 12th day of Christmas, so officially over, I think.  I use that for an excuse, since I'm  always slow to put up and slow to take down.    Have a great day...
Indy


      

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Devonne, I use an Ott light over my left shoulder, since I’m a lefty. 

We got snow for about a half hour, then it changed to rain and it’s been raining hard. I’ve had the TV on and I’ve been cross stitching. Ralph napped. Dinner is leftover hamburger soup/stew from last night.