Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โiron(y).โ Use โiron,โ use โirony,โ or use both. Use them any way youโd like. Bonus points if you use both. Have fun!
I am allergic to this word for the picture it conjures up. Especially on Saturday.
Shoot! Even writing it makes it show up.
You see, growing up, doing the family pressing was my job. Every dang Saturday. The whole family’s!
Granted the guys had to vacuum, cut grass and the like. And Mom did all the laundry, even before we had a dryer. That meant she hung up the clothes then when dry, she brought me the wrinkled clothes.
It seemed a never ending mountain. Not to mention Mom was angry every single Saturday.
Now I look at it with my t-shirts and permanent press and the occasional steamer (once every couple years?) and realize how unfair the world has been to women and especially my mother.
I am tired. I wish I could think of something ironic to say here. But maybe I’m anemic?
I’m at 41,852 in the autobiography. Dividing it up like this between three months is nearly painless.
I finally got the beach sunset up. Square drills are the worst! Some are still trying to pop off. I hated my painted frame. I used too much sealant trying to keep those tiles on. So the idea of a sunset on a beach is on the wall above the piano. My dream area in Dar’s Dabbling Den, right next to my gifted Mermaid (thank you, Georgia). Yeah. Now I see they need to be straightened. And tenor recorder tried to get into the act.
I started a new diamond painting. A lighthouse. It is bigger than others I’ve done. It’s for my husband.
Here’s a quick unboxing.
Size. And look how great those symbols look. This should be easy!It came with easy instructions.Two pens and cushions instead of just one. At least two waxes.Lots of little baggies.Open on my easel in my drill catching tray/lid. The bags of colors.
Another look at the drills in baggies.
Here’s my first days work. That bit on the upper right. I had to roll up the left side to fit in my easel.
Today’s work. Play!
Knitting socks continues but less than the diamond painting. But the progress doesn’t show up much in pics, just a couple rows each.
So what have you been up to? Being retired is great!
I just saw this on Willow’s blog. Her answers were cute. Thought I’d play along. Thanks, Willow!
Throwback Thursday #41 โ First Crush
Welcome back to Throwback Thursday, the brainchild of Maggie and Lauren. This week it is Maggieโs turn to pick our theme.
Your First Crush.
Who was your first crush? First names only!
Richard Chamberlain (Dr Kildare) Sorry it would make no sense saying Richard.
Was this a celebrity or someone you knew ?
Celebrity
How old were you?
12
How old was your crush?
An adult
Did you let your crush know you liked them? If so, how?
No. But had I known how to let him know how strong it was… I could’ve been killed for propping up a mirror system so I could watch from bed, where I was supposed to be asleep. Every week. I don’t think my folks ever found out.
Did your crush like you, too? How did you know?
Sadly, no. And now I realize I wasn’t his type if far too young.
Did you get teased by your family for having a boyfriend or girlfriend?
Nobody knew.
Did you feel like you were in love or did you think it was simply a fleeting crush?
I had no clue. I was pretty naive as a kid. Maybe still.
Was this just a temporary crush or your first heartbreak?
I’m still not over him.
When you think of that person today, do you have fond memories of them?
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Hi! my name is Sebastian (You can call me Seb!) ...welcome to my Blog. I'm a photographer from Worcester, Worcestershire, England. Thanks for dropping by! I hope you enjoy my work.
Books, games, music, and life โ filtered through the mind of a writer, drummer, and philosopher who thinks too deeply about all of it. If it moves something in your chest, I'm interested.
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