I know I’ve been gone for a while thanks to some icky happenings over the summer and a rough start to the school year, but I’m back now, and hopefully better than ever. I still miss my sweet Bugg, and I still tear up and cry when I unexpectedly come across a picture of her or remember something particularly sweet she used to do. But the point is, I’m healing, and I’m finding ways to celebrate the joy she brought to my family with her life, rather than mourning her death. In a (perhaps) misguided attempt to honor Bugg’s memory, I had decided to volunteer at the local Humane Society so I could better help other kitties who didn’t have the loving homes that my sweet girl did. However, I went to orientation and training, and during the walk-through tour, met two beautiful babies and fell in love.
I ended up going back the next day and adopting them; a pair of sisters and littermates, just over 3-months old. They are fluffy and fuzzy and cute and playful and so wonderfully different in every way from my Bugg, and yet, in their own way, are such a comfort to us at the same time. Needless to say, I never did go back to finish my volunteer training. I figured that if I was going to fall in love with a new baby every time I went to the Humane Society to volunteer, my husband would end up kicking me (and my brood of cats) out of the house. In an attempt to save him from having to make that terrible choice, I’ve decided not to volunteer at this time, though it is certainly an option that I’m keeping open if there ever comes a time when I won’t be so susceptible to those beautiful, broken hearts.
Then, I went back to work in the middle of August, only to find that my dear friend and co-worker, Kathy, has had a relapse of cancer and has decided not to come back to work. She’s planning on rolling her Long-Term Disability leave directly into her retirement; which, I mean, good for her, since she needs to rest and heal… but yuck for those of us who have been left behind at work. We’ve had to deal with a whole slew of substitute teachers while she’s away, including a long-term sub who – for reasons unknown – doesn’t seem to like myself or the other lady in my classroom. It has been an uphill battle since this long-term sub came to work with us, and while I won’t be so obnoxious to say that it’s all her fault, I will say that she definitely wasn’t open to compromise. She wants everything her way, right now, and we aren’t allowed to explain how we’ve done things for the last 15 years, or to offer any suggestions or advice, because, according to her, ‘this is her classroom now and things change so we’d better get used to it.’
ANYWAY; sorry for the rant.
To add to the mess, somewhere in there my great-aunt passed away, my sister-in-law had spinal surgery, and my dad was in the hospital, 72 hours away from death, and had to have 8 inches of his colon removed. Oh, and I turned 32, my son turned 14, my husband turned 43, and we had a couple of holidays in there, too. If all of that isn’t a good enough excuse for my prolonged absence, well then…. pffft to you, I say!
And yet, somehow, I’ve managed to find a way to crochet. A LOT. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get pictures of everything I made, as several things were Christmas gifts and I was rather rushed there toward the end, due to everything that was going on all at once.
First off, I finished the circle shawl for my mom:
Then I experimented with a purse (that got relegated to the back of my closet) and a change purse (that I use on a daily basis):
And then I made a LOT of bookmarks:
And then I made a black lace shrug:
After that I made a lot of things for Christmas gifts, including several orders that had been placed for my Cloche-Inspired Slouchy Beanie hat that I had to finish so other people could give them as gifts. I also made several different types of doilies to give to some of my family members, but, alas, didn’t take pictures of them.
Recently, I’ve been making a lot of jewelery, and as I’ve recently discovered that I can crochet with jewelry wire, I’ve been doing a LOT of experimenting with wire-and-bead necklaces.
And somewhere along the way, I decided to chop off 11 inches of hair and donate it to Locks of Love:
And my daughter asked me to dress her up and do her hair for her first Junior High dance at school (insert proud mommy moment):
Aaaaand…. that’s about it from me. I’m in the process of trying to open an Etsy shop, but I’ve no idea if it’ll ever actually happen or not. Stay tuned to find out! And to those of you who are still hanging in there with me, thank you SO much for being so patient with my long absence while I sorted things out in my personal life. You’ll never know how much your support has meant to me these last few months. As this is my last post of 2013, I would like to conclude by wishing you all the very best, brightest, and happiest of years in 2014. You are all amazing and wonderful people, and even if I don’t know you personally, and I’m not fortunate enough to call you a ‘real life’ friend, please know that you are valued, and some crazy lady in a desert state thinks the world of your kindness.
Be well, my friends, and Happy New Year.