From Dad's Sweater

Although the cat seems to think it's his,



I made a pillow for the dog.



Out of my Dad's old sweater (I was trying to make a vest for myself, but I didn't like it.), an old pair of mom jeans, and bits of other projects (saved for stuffing).



I also made two dog sweaters from the sleeves.

I'm dreading my Mom seeing them, because she will get all grumpy and say, "I paid good money for that sweater!" Even though that was 30 years ago, and my Dad's been gone almost 11 years.

I know, I know

So I took a little break. It wasn't intentional! Winter, blah!

Things That I Do That I Probably Shouldn't

In no particular order.

Number 2:

Sell my noisy, annoying, temperamental computer before I could afford my dream laptop. Sometimes my de-cluttering actions are not rational.

(Did you notice the gratuitous cute Mudge shot?)

Things I Do That I Probably Shouldn't

In no particular order.

Number 1:

Garden with a dachshund. He digs.

Golden Boys

Since returning from the hospital, my darling boy has spent a lot of time doing this. First it was most of the day, then down to a couple hours, then one hour...now it's 10 minutes here or there, or even no time at all. Healing and coming off meds is exhausting hard work.



These two are worth their weight in gold. They are loyal, loving, healing influences. We are so blessed by them.




Since we've been home, he has completed 3 HS summer school classes, re-connected with friends, and reduced his meds (dr supervised) by more then half.

Thank you Lord.