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I just finished another hat using fun fur with a soft Red Heart, yellow. I added a brim in the leftover yellow using Scarlett Royal’s method. Since I still don’t have a mannequin head–dummy head? I used my own.
I just did the e-wrap until time for the brim. Funny part is that I found it looks better inside out as the little confetti look better on the ‘purl’ side. This is a fun hat to wear!



These last two I discovered that the hat could be worn inside out with the brim rolled up.


Oh, and I colored my hair and I love how it turned out!
Or could this be early Monday Madness? No. It still has to be Sunday as I am still awake. If I say it is Monday then I will have missed a day of blogging and my record is ruined! I can’t have that! I like that I do this every day. Even when it isn’t the greatest of blogs, it is the habit I want to keep.
Some things in our lives don’t take working at. Like breathing, swallowing, eating. But some days getting out of bed is a challenge. So I try to make sure I do it. I try not to take naps so that my nights are better, but since Hubby broke his shoulder our schedules have messed up with pain and naps have to happen. Brushing teeth. There is one that isn’t like breathing. I have to tell myself a couple times a day to do it or it flies away into the land of forgotten things. Brushing my hair. This one includes pain sometimes so I have to find a way to keep it corralled. A ponytail does thatย and keeps it out of my eyes and off my face. I’m seriously thinking of cutting it all off. The only thing that stops me is the in-between lengths when it can be so much more work than a ponytail.
Reading is like breathing. I never have to tell myself to read. It just happens. Writing reviews? Not as easy. In fact, I have three I need to do tomorrow!
Along with reading is loom knitting. My hands get anxious when I am not doing it.
Gosh, I think that is all of the easy habits. EVERYTHING ELSE TAKES –what? Will-power? Not so much. Will-power is energy I don’t have. And doing the blog and my languages and my piano and taking walks have to flow from something else. Passion? Not the flaming kind. But, yeah–that or a sense of pride?
Sorry that I am using you as a sounding board but jump right in and help me understand how to make better habits. I do feel a sense of pride for blogging every day since New Years and the same track record on the Duolingo languages.
All of this was somewhat easier when I was aย full-time mom, working, pre-pain. Now I have to work at all of it. I’m truly sorry for the parents who have to deal with pain, for people who have to work while in pain. Yes, I did have that and managed. But I’m going to tell you, faking it, smiling and doing your job dressed in uncomfortable clothing, thinking when your brain refuses, all that catches up with you; can break you. Finding the balance back then was doing nothing after work. So many things I wanted to do but had no energy to try.
Now I have all the time but lack energy and funds. So I want to do it wisely. I have so many interests. I have always had a million interests. How to turn those into habits so as to squeeze the most out of the life I’m in.
How do you all handle your passions, interests, balance?

This stream of consciousness is due to Linda G Hill, hehe. Come jump in and float with us!
Man, I can’t believe that I still had to take it easy today. Yep, another nap day. I did get some done on the sock, but did nothing on the hat. That one seemed to hurt my arms so I backed off.
Wow, I wish my stream was moving! I guess I shouldn’t have waited until nearly midnight. There are some really cool things happening but I don’t want to jinx them by saying too much before they actually do happen. One I think I can claim is that one of my Hat Hugger friends is going to start helping me with my German. She only spoke German as a child so school was a nightmare for her. And she is moving her mother in to live with her and her mother speaks German even better, so I dread and look forward to learning the vocal language. I feel pretty good about reading it and doing the exercises on Doulingo but I know my mouth barely does English so I will have to force that social anxiety even farther. It was fun to visit her little homestead and hear her talk about her Pferd and Enten und Hรผhner und Hunde. It must confusing for folks who learn English when they hear the Queen’s English and those from New York and those in the south and we, who think we have no accent, in the Pacific area. Because when I took German in college, the teacher said things one way, and then to hear the speaker on Duolingo, and my new friend’s accent, the difference is so far that it is hard to understand. Apparently, her’s is of the northern area of Germany.
The prompt is Man by the way. I thought I would use it more than just that first word. My man is still healing from his broken shoulder and still working on physical therapy on his other shoulder, so we try to find the humor and not kill each other when we have the barometric pressures adding to our discomfort. At least it is warmer now. But the rains still mess with the roller coaster BP.
Do you remember how we were taught that if a child or animal are very emotional you lower your voice to help calm them? Well, when Kali first moved here she would be shaking so I would get very close to her ears and tell her secrets like how much I loved her and how good a dog she was. She listened so intently and often adjusts herself so that her ear is right next to my mouth so I can tell her more secrets. It is so cute! Somehow I have to get a picture of that. I also like to give her little kisses right there near her ear. She listens so intently that she starts sounding like she whispering secrets back. So much adorability in one small pooch!
Okay, the stream has hit a damn. Kali gets the last bark:

Man and woMan’s best friend!
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A decade ago a day like yesterday would have kept me high for a week. That high would have had me working outside or doing anything and everything with the extra energy. But this darn fibro leaves me exhausted for a week if I get one fun day. Not only exhausted but hurting so much I can barely move. I napped a lot today. I’ve downed Advil and have been in general very grouchy. It’s amazing how little I could do and how grumpy I got about it all! The only exercise I had yesterday was standing by the table while we all chatted about hats and where they are going.
The only exercise I had yesterday was standing by the table while we all chatted about hats and where they are going. Even as a young adult I found standing in one place excruciating. It was why I had to give up cosmetology. I loved doing hair, the longer and fancier the better but standing… I long for the chemical smells of a beauty shop. It is why I do my own hair. The chemical high. That and I love how it looks when I’m done.
So I didn’t add much to my new projects. In case you’re curious here are the latest:

That’s Fun Fur and a soft Red Heart mixed. It’s an easy e-wrap hat. If I have enough of the two yarns I will add a brim to keep out the sun.

This is my first attempt at socks. I’m making them for my brother. He doesn’t have to walk 8 miles round trip to work anymore but since I got the yarn for that purpose I thought I should go ahead and try. I didn’t work on them today, no energy, thereby less eye sight and even less patience.
Off I go to slather in Icy Hot and go to bed. No more energy, no more brain. Nighty-night.
Okay (shoot I need a new word to start a blog, don’t I?), I started this two minutes until midnight so I think it still counts. After all, I haven’t gone to bed yet for the night so it is still today.
I had a wonderful day. Today was the meeting of the Hugger Hats group I make most of my things for. It is such a committed group of people and it wasn’t just women. Whatever method of making comfort items for the less fortunate is all it takes. But I found out that we as a group have given away 1400 hats and things.
The group has phoners who work with social workers, and ombudsmen, and people who take donations and find appropriateย receivers. Others in the group do the driving the hats to the right places. We all make our items from donated yarn and then bring them to the library here and the librarian makes sure all finished projects get to the central house and all crafters get their yarn. It has grown to quite the organization for such a small town. Most of the items end up in nearby towns and cities. It makes me feel good that I am part of a group of people who care so much of others.
AND we get out and visit and enjoy the sunshine (yeah, we had that today!).
Best of all, I came home and Kali and Hubby had done okay without me! Hooray for a good day!
I don’t wanna blog today, thank Linda G Hill, it’s One-Liner Wednesday! That’s it, folks! Nothing to see here! ๐


Hey, MommaDar! Come down and walk with me. You have on your clunkyย Crocs so you’ll be okay.

I see spring all around. But do you smell that?

I think it is the dog in the sky. I think I smell that wet stuff.

And the same stuff over there.

And do you guys know what MommaDar said to me? She said that wet stuff is called rain. And rain is what makes this:

She calls weeds, I call grass and I like it to chew.

That turns into this which makes MommaDar A-choo!


But the buds on these trees, especially the little apple tree makes her happy. So the Wet Stuff can come help us. Thanks for walking with me!













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