I was a wooly person once

Once upon a time there was a teenager who had lots of mohair jumpers and cardigans/jackets.
Once upon a time she unwound them all. Have you ever unwound mohair?
Then oh so patiently she wove her magic with the crochet hook and
the magic circle was born. What was the magic you ask?

Special magic that occurred on cold dark nights as she wrapped herself in the shawl
or draped it around her shoulders. It was like honey to bees. The boys came and
decided that being warm was a very desirable custom. Of course she was a good
girl so her magic circle never lead her astray, but whatever the opposite of a
chick magnet was.........then so the magic had been crocheted in.

And of course. Who snuggles now.

I have just recalled how I learnt to crochet.

The lovely lad I was going out with had a Morris (before the minor)

and it tended to be cold.

This was in the days before cars had heating.

Oh yes Virginia, there were cars without heating.

So I suggested that Mother crochet me a rug.

Mother suggested I crochet my own rug.

So I did.

I still have it somewhere.

This was version two and I used to wear it as a shawl

when on camps etc.

It was a great magnet to draw others to cuddle

under the same shawl.

See Virginia, I might be old, but I still had some tricks

up my sleeve.

Give UFO's to the birds

This is going to be recovered to be the centre piece of my roosting robin.

mum's cacti

It was worth keeping those odd bits of pot plants after all.

Oh dear, what can the matter be

Or is it confessions of a STASH addict........or am I just an untidy grub.........I can see at least three things there I am working on.
About 5 lots of material needing to be filed.....and somewhere under the bit on the left is actually a cutting table.
Is there an FA group to equal an AA group?
Mind you having worked out what some folks spend on cigarettes and the pokies and other things which they enjoy, maybe it is a reasonably harmless addiction after all.

But cannot you see the headline. Woman discovered dead under a mountain of material.........People on the scene had never seen anything like it!!

Maybe I do need to sew.

I have to crow a little

As a bear of small brain and hatred of the heat, I am meant to hibernate for the summer and only appear from Autumn to the end of Spring.........even Christmas is stretching it.

I have lots of refrigerated air conditioning but somehow it seeps into my entire system and I go into hibernated meltdown......well something strange, lethargic and pretty useless all round.

But today is first of all cooler and I did bounce out of bed at the command of the music on the alarm at 6 AM and hit the garden and watered until 7.45AM. We are allowed 2 hours Wed and Sunday mornings and since I was also wearing a halo on Sunday after I had done some watering, got to music rehearsal in time and survived Church, not as hot as the previous two nights when I had been on a music team. I got into the car and bravely drove to Bunnings and did the old handicapped lady deal and asked nicely at the help desk could someone please get me 6 bales of sugar cane mulch. They did it so nicely and put it in the car which saved me getting hotter, more tired from walking after standing for ages that morning. So I felt very virtuous. I had been trying to get more mulch for ages but kept running too short of energy. So I called at the chemist and then Safeway. Treated myself to the most unhealthy lunch I could imagine. The iced coffee was not too bad, but the potato cake looked so nice, and tasted so nice, and one potato cake is a reasonable lunch. It was just when I looked at the last mouthful as she bought the coffee and I looked at the cream on the top of that and gave a delicate little shudder........but it was so nice.

The library was holding books for me, so I had to stay out till 1.30 PM when they opened. Sat in the car with air con on for 10 Min's then grabbed my books and headed for home, put the basics away, headed for the shower and bed........awoke around 6 PM.

But two things I had been putting off were accomplished.

I have been somewhat disheartened the rest of the week as I was in a lot of pain on Monday night and so could not go out Tues night, and it had cooled down enough to make it possible. However I slept the pain away.
Kept thinking I must sew, I must sew......and tried to think of it today but after watering I got showered and breakfast in bed, read and slept till about 4pm.

So I was somewhat discouraged. I sat here at the computer and tried to find the urge ......tried to push myself to sew, but it just did not work. Or I certainly did not work.

Then, to my utter amazement....around midnight........my most productive time, I decided to attack some computer bookwork.
It was going to be something that I had not touched since '99 but some data had been entered and I had to work around that.
However to my immense joy I was able to process two lots of work and balance them. Yeah.......truly to crow about.

And the Christmas decorations did manage to go away at the weekend.

So there is movement at the edge of the cave.......and hope in sight. I am stopping myself now before I go too long and start making mistakes. But I am a happy, if very tired, and quite cool bear of small brain.

Before the heat I rescued some flowers

Oh to live in a state which had looked ahead and planned for growth and built more water storage's and made new homes to have underground tanks, long before they even thought about it in panic mode and those of us who have chosen to be part of the garden state.......find that it somehow vanished with the previous government. Even they should have been showing initiative. No one can build new houses at a record rate and expect the current house owners to go without water to supply new homes. Supply them now, due to lack of planning and foresight.
Tanks had to be taken down, but no alternative was provided or planned for.

All I want for Christmas is rain or to see a sprinkler going again. Plants, trees, the things which give the state its beauty must be watered. Houses must have water around them or who pays for the repairs when they crack? Even ostriches in government need water.

How I am inflenced by others!

Well my Mother did buy me a train set for Christmas once, and it had to go back because it was broken and I got a cooking set instead.

Well under the influence of certain crazy people who decorate the toilet roll holder ( or would if they had not yet got to it), I sucumbed to half price at the chemist.

It has lights in the tree and you plug it in and they work.