Thursday, April 9, 2009
As promised...
Here are pictures of Tracy Sophia Bee's quilt. Although I'm waiting for Dan to get back to me to make sure that's how you spell Tracy. After that I'll embroider: "For Tracy Sophia Bee Angelo With Love Aunt Cheri'" I do that on all the quilts.
As promised...
Here are pictures of Tracie Sophia Bee's quilt. Although I'm waiting for Dan to get back to me to make sure that's how you spell Tracie. After that I'll embroider: "For Tracie Sophia Bee Angelo With Love Aunt Cheri'" I started doing that on all the quilts.

this is what i did on the border...they are supposed to be bees but half way through realized that i didn't put stingers on their butts soooo...i guess that makes them the nicest of all bumble bees.

this is what i did on the border...they are supposed to be bees but half way through realized that i didn't put stingers on their butts soooo...i guess that makes them the nicest of all bumble bees.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
busy hands
sorry i haven't posted. my hands have been busy. i finished sophia's quilt this week. tonight actually. i'll post pictures soon.
we got our first foster kid. sort of. his name is tommy dean and he's 50-something years old. oh, and he's paul's dad. he has a friend that needed some help at his body shop here in boulder for the next few weeks. since it's 74 miles from his house and roughly 14 from ours we figured it might be better if he just stays up here during the week. tonight was his first night here. tatum has already traded us in for him. she knows how to finnagle her way into the hearts of many. tonight instead of bringing us the ball she would lay it between his ankles and then sit there stalking. jeesh. we can't break her of that. it's quite disturbing if you are the one being watched. i kept telling him he was our first foster kid so he's gotta let us know if he doesn't know where things are and stuff.
tonight we met a woman who has been doing kinship foster for the last couple years and needs a break. and since we need respite, it all works out well. we might watch the girls for her this weekend for a few hours. she was really nice though so hopefully we can help her out and make her feel comfortable. that's about all i can say about that though.
on the work front, i have to say m'lady has been a lot easier to deal with and way more communicative with me. that helps more than i ever knew. so we'll see how long it lasts but so far it's been ok. and i'm so thankful for that.
we got our first foster kid. sort of. his name is tommy dean and he's 50-something years old. oh, and he's paul's dad. he has a friend that needed some help at his body shop here in boulder for the next few weeks. since it's 74 miles from his house and roughly 14 from ours we figured it might be better if he just stays up here during the week. tonight was his first night here. tatum has already traded us in for him. she knows how to finnagle her way into the hearts of many. tonight instead of bringing us the ball she would lay it between his ankles and then sit there stalking. jeesh. we can't break her of that. it's quite disturbing if you are the one being watched. i kept telling him he was our first foster kid so he's gotta let us know if he doesn't know where things are and stuff.
tonight we met a woman who has been doing kinship foster for the last couple years and needs a break. and since we need respite, it all works out well. we might watch the girls for her this weekend for a few hours. she was really nice though so hopefully we can help her out and make her feel comfortable. that's about all i can say about that though.
on the work front, i have to say m'lady has been a lot easier to deal with and way more communicative with me. that helps more than i ever knew. so we'll see how long it lasts but so far it's been ok. and i'm so thankful for that.
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
keeping tabs
so today is a sad day. i dont' know why. ok. i do know why.
i came in to work and there's this picture of a little girl holding a baby and it says "john kokenzie has another grandchild" and i tried to make chit-chat with the receptionist as if it doesn't bother me that we now have running tickers posted on the office walls of how many grandkids everyone has. and she goes "ya, and he'll have another on thursday..so that will make 8. and so-and-so has 10!" and i realized. it's not just my generation that counts kids. once you get older-it's grandkids. so this feeling will never stop. i'll always feel like i'm just a notch below because i don't have kids and will never have any grandkids. it just makes me sad. it's supposed to be a normal woman function. it's the only function that sets us apart from men. *sigh* ok-i'm crying now so i gotta stop.
i came in to work and there's this picture of a little girl holding a baby and it says "john kokenzie has another grandchild" and i tried to make chit-chat with the receptionist as if it doesn't bother me that we now have running tickers posted on the office walls of how many grandkids everyone has. and she goes "ya, and he'll have another on thursday..so that will make 8. and so-and-so has 10!" and i realized. it's not just my generation that counts kids. once you get older-it's grandkids. so this feeling will never stop. i'll always feel like i'm just a notch below because i don't have kids and will never have any grandkids. it just makes me sad. it's supposed to be a normal woman function. it's the only function that sets us apart from men. *sigh* ok-i'm crying now so i gotta stop.
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