Some of the Fun I've Been Having

"There are two things you need to know about this medication. Take it with food. If you take it on an empty stomach, you will be nauseas. And do not drink alcohol while taking this. If you do drink alcohol, you will violently vomit" the doctor said.

Not a problem, or so I thought.

The first day I was nauseas. I was eating (not much because I haven't had an appetite) but I was still nauseas. By the time I took my third dose, I could tell that the violence was starting in my stomach! I tried not to throw up, really I did. And I'm a person who will make myself throw up because I don't like to linger in the nausea.

Yep, it was pretty violent.

I called and spoke to a pharmacist. As soon as I told him the name of the medication and that I had thrown up, he immediately said to me, "You can't drink alcohol with it."

I told him I hadn't. "Not even a little alcohol?" he asked. "Maybe, mouthwash?"

"No."

"Do you have more? "

"Yes."

"Just take some more."

When He Makes You Lie Down

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He MAKES me lie down ...

That's where I've been, in the green pasture.

I've been here before (more than once). It's a time of rest, renewal and refreshment, but it doesn't start out that way. At first glance I don't even see the pasture. I can only see my circumstances. I am conscience 0f my ill health and I hope to feel better soon.

This time, I've been here for two weeks. Two days ago I realized that I was in the pasture. This strange set of symptoms, that are baffling many, will last until the shepherd determines.

He leads me with gentleness. He loves me. He knows what is best for me.

I missed Thanksgiving Dinner with my family. I missed our "Grandmother's Advent Celebration Breakfast" (a new annual tradition that my mother and I began this year). I missed my grandson's flag football games. I missed a reunion pot-luck with friends.

Finally, I can see that it's good to be back in the green pasture.

Bad for You

Are you wanting to cut back on eating sweets through the holidays? Don't buy scented candles that have food scents. Gingerbread, Pumpkin Spice,Warm Apple Pie and Christmas Cookie candles are not going to help you. Enough said.

Forever

If the "Forever" postage stamp can be used forever, regardless of price increases in postage, why haven't they sold out of them already? What part of this offer are we not getting?!

Today I was gluing some really old 22 cent stamps that I've had for YEARS alongside of my Christams stamps from last year. Yes, I only needed a 1 cent stamp, but I'd have to go INTO a postoffice to buy them. It was hard enough to get the cap on the glue bottle off. The 22 cent stamps were yellowed and brittle. But I'll continue to use them, until I use them up! (sounds like some song lyric ....)

Maybe I'm the only person who still sends messages through the mail ... that's probably it.

Another case solved. More Forever stamps left for me!

Piece of Advice

Don't buy a fried chicken dinner from Wal-Mart no matter how hungry you are! You'll be sorry!

Old Grammas

My granddaughter, Isabele, is a bit afraid of our dog. Some days she is brave and seems to be fine around the dog. Other times she is frightened if the dog is walking around. Every time I see Isabele she asks me if my dog is at my house. I answer yes and I tell her that my dog loves her and would never hurt her.

Just the other day she was asking about my dog again and I reminded her that my dog is an old dog. "She's an old Gramma dog, " I said.

"Your dog is old, like you, Gramma?" she asked.

I laughed. "Yes, she's old like me."

Afghans

When I was younger I didn't care for afghans. I don't know why, I just preferred comforters and such. Since "the new obsession" I've been looking at afghans every chance I get. Now I know one of the main reasons why I didn't like them. It was the color of them. Most of them are brown, orange and green. (At least the majority of the ones I've seen).

I also discovered the origin of Granny Squares. They were originally made with yarn scraps and were multi-colored for that reason.

My grandmother taught me to crochet. She taught me to make a pot holder when I was a girl. Pot holders are easy to make with the simple"chain." Granny Squares are fairly easy too. I found that I can't do them and watch something on TV at the same time. If I do that (crochet absentmindedly) I make mistakes and have to pull it out and crochet over again. Which reminds me of learning to sew. I was making a "simple" peasant top and I continued to sew both sleeves on the same side. But that's another story.

My Latest Obsession

Early one morning I woke up with the thought that I MUST crochet, now! Just had to. So I got up and looked in the back of my closet for my yarn caddy. I sat in the bathroom with the light on so that I could try to remember how to crochet a Granny Square. Trial and error, mostly error, finally brought me success! I sat there until my husband opened the door. Had three hours really passed?

The compulsion to keep going was so strong that I moved back to my bed and crocheted while lying down. I continued until my arms were aching. Then I fell asleep.

My mother asked me if I was really going to make an afghan. I thought I would, at first, but now that I've completed more squares I've been thinking about how many MORE I'd need to make for an afghan. It depends on how long my motivation lasts. I may end up with a pillow.