It's my sister's birthday today.
(She's the pretty one, I'm the smart one, but she'll ALWAYS been the older one.)
She's in Cancun, basking on a beach for a few days, which she so totally deserves after spending months "bringing the vision to life" for her multi-gazillion dollar company.
(I spent my week fighting for my capital project fund passage and learning our entire accounting and budgetary ins and outs in two days, which I will be solely responsible for for three months while my AA goes on leave. Sister got the better deal here.)
And yet, even though it's her birthday, I got MY prezzies from her today.
(My birthday is Monday.)
Aren't they perfectly pink and pretty?
I love hydrangeas...
I'm off to the homestead tomorrow to see Chemo!Girl (my mum started chemo this past weekend) and Shopping!Dad, and to ring in another birthday with the fam. Good times. :-)
But how 'bout one more pretty posy picture before I go...
Thanks, Sis!
(She's the pretty one, I'm the smart one, but she'll ALWAYS been the older one.)
She's in Cancun, basking on a beach for a few days, which she so totally deserves after spending months "bringing the vision to life" for her multi-gazillion dollar company.
(I spent my week fighting for my capital project fund passage and learning our entire accounting and budgetary ins and outs in two days, which I will be solely responsible for for three months while my AA goes on leave. Sister got the better deal here.)
And yet, even though it's her birthday, I got MY prezzies from her today.
(My birthday is Monday.)
Aren't they perfectly pink and pretty?
I love hydrangeas...
I'm off to the homestead tomorrow to see Chemo!Girl (my mum started chemo this past weekend) and Shopping!Dad, and to ring in another birthday with the fam. Good times. :-)
But how 'bout one more pretty posy picture before I go...
Thanks, Sis!
My parents came down to TinyTown on a whim this weekend.
(They also delivered dirt, but that's a different story.)
In addition to traditional Priddis weekend activities (eating, cooking, talking about food, cleaning up after a meal, buying food for a meal, shopping, watching bull riding and giving Dad chores), we also had several errands to run in the big city.
Several weeks ago, I turned over the last few years of my crafting life to the Michael's framing department. Two 18-count counted crosstitches (that would be them up there), a matched set, that took me years to sew, and have hundreds of memories of where I was when I stitched them.
Finally, FINALLY, they were done!
Actual conversation between my mother and I at 9:04am on Sunday morning:
Me: I looked on the internet. Michael's is open ten to seven.
Mum: Ten to seven?
Me: Yeah, ten to seven.
Mum: So we missed the opening then.
Me: No, it's only nine now.
Mum: I know. We missed the opening.
Me: No, they're open ten to seven.
Mum: I know. Ten to seven.
*beat*
Me: Wait. What the hell did you think I meant? 6:50am?!
*my mum dissolving into giggles*
Mum: I thought that was rather an odd time to open!
*me, hysterical by this point*
In any case, the framing turned out absolutely STUNNING, no? The black lacquer frames, the pops of colour on the mats? I just keep staring at them, thinking how I didn't think they could look any better when I finished them, and yet...they do. :-)
And now y'all know Michael's is open from ten to seven on Sundays. ;-)
(Crosstitch detail of Mr. Samurai, and of The Geisha Ladies)
Labels: crosstitch, fam
Time seems to keep slipping away from me, but I wanted to blog about my fabu weekend last weekend, when the parental units came down for three celebrations, one of which was Easter, featuring crayon artwork by yours truly! It was also Mum's birthday, and it was also her "cancer anniversary" - TEN years ago she was first diagnosed with inflammatory breast cancer.
IBC has a life expectancy of about 18 months.
No words can adequately express how remarkable that is, and though she's back in chemo, Mum's as feisty and opinionated as ever was. ;-)
So what did we do during this gala celebration weekend?
Well, we...
Had lunch at Nagasaki, where they light things on fire for you.
We found me some porch furniture (yay Lowe's!), so that people will think someone lives in my house, rather than thinking its deserted, like the pizza delivery person did the other night...
We had lunch at the Tin Fish, which affords a 6th floor view of the Ohio River in Evansville. And has oysters on the half shell. ;-)
We explored nearby Newburgh, and marveled at the flood of the Ohio River. That dam represents where the river SHOULD be. Yikes.
(Yes, it was a tad windy on the outlook!)
SOMEONE got a haircut for the first time in about five years (when you lose your hair through chemo so many times, you tend to become possessive of your hairs, they tell me. Having a pushy daughter, however, eventually works...)
I also hung oodles of things on my shiny new walls with the help of Dad's level and Mum's discerning eye.
The weekend was also filled with lots of foodie times (I made Easter dinner, steaks on the grill, etc), Easter baskets for the parentals, laying grass seed, switching shutters on the house, moving furniture around, spending too much money in Michael's, planting pansies, baking cookies, and wrestling with some computer cord management.
Le weekend? C'est parfait!
