Weird assed dream 1
me dragging a rusty wagon containing a headstone, a misshapen pumpkin, a tortoise sprawled on the headstone and 4 assorted bricks up a precarious eastern European road (guessing here) with faceless tall buildings on both sides...dismal sun free day, I almost get to the top when a looming dirty red tandem semi starts coming down the same road...seems to take forever for us to maneuver around each other. When I get to the top there is nothing, just flat barren treeless dead grass land... I look behind me more nothing, just me and my wagon of oppressive weight...my rusty wagon never squeaked. I woke up with a backache...
24 years ago today my angel Natalia made her appearance in this world...she only lived here for 29 days but what I would give to just have one of those days back...like when Tabitha her big sister all of 18 months old held her for the longest time on the ratty red velvet chair and they both smiled...sigh...Happy birthday Natalia Tatianna...you are dearly missed!
So much to do. So much left to contemplate. Most of which is on the QT…so I can't really splash it all over the headlines at the moment. Let's just say my address will be changing…for the better.
I'd really like to sit at the sewing machine and finish the pile of diapers sitting there, or better yet do the top stitching on the stack of receiving blankets. But I don't. I look at the sewing table a mere 6 feet or so from my chair with the piles of flannel and cotton beseeching me to sew and I can't make myself cross those 6 feet to just do it. I know once I sit over there I can accomplish the lot of it in a few hours, then I can throw the
hi there came to your page by viewing quilts.. then noticed all the baby stuff you make. What's that for? You donate to the hospitals? Just curious. Awesome stuff you make. And yeah.. it's looks like you're too far gone to stop doing what you're doing haha. I love it!