December "Fun"

 December is shaping up, ugh. I now have appointments with the podiatrist, dentist for a root canal and crown, and dermatology for removal of the basal cell on my cheek. Too much fun. Ick. So add Ick to Rage and Despair, and Merry Fecking Christmas.

 After I got both of  Steph's tablerunners backed and topstitched, I laid out this one yesterday. Moved a couple of squares around this morning, may sew this afternoon. 

I talked to my brother Mike. Two different psychics told two different people that Joe came across and said Michael and Samantha's baby would be born in February. Baby is due March 2, so the end of February is right in range. Mike said things in Heaven must be slow if Joe is running around telling psychics when the baby is due. I said I guess mom is done yelling at Joe, since it's been 5 years since he died.

Today is Joe's 38th birthday in Heaven, I still can't believe he's gone. I tear up every time I pass the cemetary. I have a ritual, I salute my Dad and Pop, blow a kiss to Mom and MomMom, and put my hand to my heart for Joe. And most times I don't cry. 

We got snow flurries this morning! Joe probably sent them to us, too.