1Q 2019

4 months since my last post. And now y’all know why I stopped paying to host my own website.

Life, it is still crazy and some days I wish I was an attention seeking drama queen, but I am not one of those people.

I’ve started therapy, which is has been awesome. I’m finding me again. One of the suggestions was meditation and so I’m using knitting. No thinking, stockinette. Just knitting. Sure, I have harder projects, but I save the easy stuff for meditation.

I’ve finished two sweaters for me, one for my mom’s dog (despite the cat modeling it), and a shawl.

I’ve also had adventures in Nacogdoches, at the zoo, and hanging with friends new and old. I have two sweaters, two pairs of socks, and a shawl on the needles.

I raised money for the WalkMS (which was cancelled due to rain) and I’m still raising money for the BikeMS. (Yes, you can still donate at the link) And if y’all want to do some good and in the meantime make someone suffer, you can donate to this link. (I have met my minimum, this person has not.)

I’m doing well health wise and have been fitted for an AFO for the beginning of foot drop. I wore high heels, probably for the last time. I had my infusion in my favorite zebra room. I’m looking at surgery this summer and am debating a go fund me for the hospital copay. $2k is a chunk of change. I’ll drop my PayPal here in the meantime if anyone feels like helping.

There you go, my first quarter summed up in a blog post.

How has your year been going?

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Letting go.

I haven’t talked much about becoming Borg this past summer. This is my new pancreas. It works a whole bunch better than my old one. It was 6 years of doctors just saying I was fat and type 2 and just needed to eat better and exercise. All it took was one doctor, one who listened, who ordered one blood test that changed my life.

It may beep and fuss and alarm at me. I may have to watch my tubing and always be attached. But, I’ll take that over feeling like crap all the time – not just because of the out of control blood sugars, but because of the doctor’s guilt trips and the ones I self imposed. If I worked out more or ate less or cut out a whole food group, I could get better. I felt like a failure for years.

Not all doctors know everything. Question them. Question them again. If something doesn’t seem right, get a second opinion. Get a third. The first doctor may have been right, but if you’re not getting better, you have to advocate for yourself.

So, I’m learning to let go of years of guilt and working on changing my thinking that I was a failure.

And that my friends, is your PSA for the day.

Happy Saturday y’all!

St. Nicholas Day

I think I was good this year? I’m not sure. Do I owe him a lap dance? Is he telling me something?

I know my husband is only 10 years into this tradition and he has proven that he technically understands. Growing up we’d get candy, an orange, and some type of clothing. I assume the Slim Jims are replacements for the candy because diabetic. I’m guessing the $20 is for my jammies. And well, a whole bag of oranges? Score!

Happy St. Nicholas Day y’all!

p.s. St. Nick brought my husband pods for his new nespresso machine (because diet) and jammies. I’m so glad he didn’t bring that box of Cuties he had in his cart for a brief second because I would have been paying people to take them.

Weaving Rabbit Hole

Thanks to salpal for her post that got me here. She just bought her first rigid heddle and I remembered my poor, neglected loom. I mentioned I was going to get her out and finish the scarf I have warped.

Ha! I ended up going down a different weaving rabbit hole. As I was pulling out my hardware to put my loom stand together, I found a bag of weaving. Yes, a random bag of woven projects.

This year for my birthday, my husband sent me away to Homestead Heritage. I’m lucky enough to live within driving distance and have spent a lot of time there. I’ve taken basket weaving and rigid heddle classes and I swear I’m going to do cheese making and pottery. Sometime.

I cheated and spent the first day doing their weaving extravaganza. They prewarp the looms and you just come in and weave the day away. I completed a cotton dish towel and a bamboo scarf. When I say completed, I mean I wove it, they cut it off, and then I forgot they existed. Oops.

Day two of the trip, I did a pine needle basket class. And came home with a bag of supplies to do more. (Of course I haven’t actually made another, but I have the supplies!)

It was a nice couple of days away. While I enjoyed using two different types of looms, I learned I don’t want to do all the prep work to weave on them. I’ll definitely be going back for the next extravaganza and keep plugging away with my rigid heddle at home.

Happy Monday y’all!

Life Limited to 280 Characters

I’ve gotten away from blogging due to the tweet machine and faceyspace. I’m tired of them. I’m not going to delete them or anything radical, just stepping back a little. I want to spend time crafting posts, sharing my life, and getting back to having more meaningful interactions.

While I was closing down my website, I realized that I have been blogging for 14 years. (WHAT!?!) Albeit not so much the past couple of years. I got a little nostalgic and I don’t want to just throw away those 14 years. I’ve made a few close friends, I’ve lost touch with more than I can remember, and I’d love to get to know a few new ones.

That being said, if you’ve been with me a while, welcome back. If you’re new here, hi! Grab a cup of coffee (or tea) and let’s get to know one another.

WIP Wednesday (a day late, but not a dollar short)

I started this post on the right day, but life, it happens. Physical therapy kicked my arse yesterday. Here are my three active WIPs. Please tell me I am not the only one with active and inactive WIPs.

Because of the elbow, I often have to switch between different size yarn or needles. Some days I switch to weaving or spinning. ( 12 years living with the floppy paw – and still no elbow replacement. So take that, doctor know it all! ) Of course there is always cross stitch or embroidery. For those of you who don’t remember or are new, I started this blog as a cross stitching blog called Stacey’s Corner Cafe.

And there you go, I brought it back around to 14 years of blogging.

What are you working on today?

Freezing Farmgirl

A little over nine years ago, I came to Texas (the state) to visit Texas (the man) between his contracts. While here, I bought some yarn and started some mitts. It took me almost a year to finish them (because young love or something). From my notes, I apparently finished them while I was hospitalized for the first time for my NMO.

I’ve loved those mitts, and they show it. Felted in spots, holes in others. They’ve hauled wood, driven tractors, fed cows and chickens and ducks. They’ve been to CA and PA and Jersey. They’ve made long drives to Dallas and Nacogdoches. Tiny towns, metroplexes, camping, fishing, working, playing. They’ve done it all. They’ve been with me for my whole adventure here.

The time has come to replace them. I tried to make everyone knit some with me for CMMDI, but it didn’t work out. So here is the start of another pair that hopefully will last the next 9 years. I’m going with the same pattern because nostalgia and I like the simplicity. I do wish I had some appropriate red yarn, but I’ve had this Beaverslide for a while.

The yarn is far thicker than what I has before, and I will finish these, but I think I’ll be making another pair with lighter weight yarn. Hopefully I can whip out the second mitt before the next arctic front hits.

Happy Tuesday y’all!