Starting with a whole new way of life when it comes to diet. Hubby's troubles were not lifestyle born, but we certainly don't want lifestyle to become an issue down the road. Let me introduce you to my new, best friend -
I ordered it from Amazon on the day we got home from the hospital, one month ago today. So far everything I have made has turned out to be quite yummy. I find myself leafing through the pages every day for ideas and inspiration.
The other thing we are doing is walking. Walking and walking and walking. The prescription was for Hubby to start with short walks of 10 to 15 minutes each, three to four times per day, slowly building toward walking continuously for one hour every day. And we are doing just that now including taking on the hills in our neighborhood. *whew* It can wear me out. I have teased that he's going to have me running wind sprints in the soft sand at the beach before we know it.
What this does not leave time for is all of the prep work I did before going off the grid. I have not touched Folk Art Gathering nor taken a single quilting stitch in the hexagon stars. I finished knitting the bag that was on the knitting needles and it has been felted.
But it has not been lined, nor have the handles been applied.
I took a few stabs at one of the punch needle projects.
There is still a way to go before it can go in the finished column.
Hubby selected fabric to make a thank-you quilt for his surgeon.
It's been washed and ironed and there it sits.
Now let's talk about pre-washing. I don't like it and I normally just don't do it. But look at all of those reds - with the intent of making a gift, I knew that pre-washing was the right thing to do. Still this just irks me . . . .
That represents wasted fabric to me. And it is only the ball of *yuck* I pulled off when I ironed, it is not what I scraped out of the washer or the second wad that came out of the dryer. I just don't like it and will go back to my non-washing ways immediately!
The holidays have gotten away from us this year, too. Precious little decorating has gone around here. I artfully tossed a couple of Christmas quilts across the banister and stapled a few more on a blank wall. That was going to be it. But we live in a neighborhood that is quite festive. Not competitive, but festive. And I am nothing if not a girl who likes to participate. A quick trip to Home Depot and *voila*
We have a fully decorated and lighted tree smack in the middle of our front yard. Bonus - we can enjoy it from the living room. I may be onto something here - I don't have to worry about keeping the stand filled with water, the rains have taken care of that. And I don't have to vacuum up any needles from the floor. This is how a new tradition is born.
Back in November, I thought about Christmas cards. Even tried a few test photos of Larkin.
This is the best of the bunch and she looks rather like an evil elf. The little hat is really for a cat. She has grown to the point that it won't fit anymore. Today I tried getting a decent picture with a Santa hat.
She was skeptical.
Then she shot me a *raspberry*
And finally just laid down in surrender.
I have an idea for a New Years card instead. I know that I will need to take her on a good, long walk before hand in order to garner a little cooperation in the way of being tired. Stay tuned I know we can do it.
Well . . . that was a really long post. Congratulations if you made it to the end. I hope you and yours have a wonderful Christmas. Ours will be a quiet one, but filled with joy for sure.