Back in the saddle again

It took me a bit to re-surfac here .... but here I am. All shine and maybe not so new. But I'm going to give this a shot again My art is scattered to the winds now -- beading, quilting, embroidery, metal, tatting. And I have never strayed far from photography. But I am going to try harder to document.

Blah, Blah, Blah … " I's os great …. I have to write about it and tell you I am great…" Blah Blah Blahblabity Blah. as they say here in NJ: " ..Just saying' that;s all …….."

Life

For the record, I am afraid. For the record, I am scared. For the records, I am terrier. And I don't know what to do Our life is turned upside down. Today is day 21 -- Van has been in CCU for 21 days. I don't believe the doctors are helping . His surgeon has been on vacation for 2 weeks. The partner has yet to visit the room. I am sick to death of dealing with the nurse practioneer. I am confused, afraid and don'tknow what to do.

I have become interested in mini macrame. And also got sucked in to Pintrest. I tried so hard to "PIN" the link to KnotJustMacrame.com -- but could not seem to make it work. Those tiny little knots are amazing to me. http://www.knotjustmacrame.com People tell me that they could not bead -- I wonder if I can knot?? And there is something about them that reminds me of my life.

Catch up

I've neglected my blog. Badly. Perhaps I need to resurrect it in order to maintain some order in my life. Yeah ... THAT'S the ticket ... Ok To do So much going on. Van is in the hospital. 7 hour surgery yesterday. I am not sure what Colleen and I would do without each other. The three of us are family -- we need each other. No doubt about that -- we are critical to the life of all of us. Without either of them my life would be empty . 'Nuff said for now. I am going strong to stay positive.

I'm so bad about posting -- I tried. Must. Try. Harder. Must. Succeed. At any rate, the timed, they are a changing'. Two weekd from today, I will be married. Married. It is not something that the fat chick ever thought would happen. Be that as it may, I love, I am loved, and I have the most wonderful family that you could ask for. We survived the hurricane. And I am blessed for that. A bout with Vertigo has been somewhat tedious but I am determined to overcome that too. All in all, my life is wonderful.

Getting old and change ....

Sometimes .... sometimes I say ... I will admit that I harbor third, "ideas" ... ok... sometimes I harbor resentment.
Sheesh.
It's true.
I just read someone's blog in which they pontificated about what they do ... and believe me, this is NOT the norm.
It irritated me.
I wanted to add a comment and says ".. oh no you don't !!" .
But then I realized that maybe sometimes they do just that they say they do.
And maybe that time we spent together was NOT the norm for them.

Colleen tells me often that I need to let go of things.
I know I should.

My grandmother used to tell me that I was wasting emotion -- especially if the other person had no idea of the way I felt.

Ok -- this is Kate -- trying to let go of some resentment.
The person doesn't know how I feel ... and unless I have the opportunity to tell them, who is it irritating?
only me.

Only me.