May will be a good month! Oldest grandson Eddie will graduate Stockton University with his BSN, and already has a job offer in the ER. There will be a party to celebrate his accomplishment.
May is also our anniversary. 54 years! Yikes!
And of course, F*ck the tangerine twatwaffle felon, pedophile, grifter and his band of awful people.
The month went by pretty fast. This week is rainy, and cooler, but that's ok.
I picked up my new glasses yesterday. I love the toppers to it.
Every evening I've had the electric fireplace on, and it's so cozy!
And of course, F*ck the tangerine twatwaffle and his band of grifters and pedophiles.
We again went from shorts to long pants, from the windows open to closed and the heat on. April.
Color me cynical about the latest episode of the tangerine twatwaffle and his merry band of grifters. F*ck them all. I'm not the only one to doubt the whole thing was legit.
I can't believe it's been over a week since I posted! Mainly because I haven't done anything postworthy!
Spring in jersey- green pollen all over, stinkbugs emerging from lord knows where!
Grandson Eddie will graduate from Stockton University with his BSN next month! He's had an interview at Atlanticare for the ER, fingers crossed!
Steph and Dan cancelled their Scotland trip, due to the airline cancelling their flight. They got all but $5 back. And decided to come to jersey for Eddie's graduation party the end of May!
The electricians were here yesterday to do the electric work to transform the gas fireplace to an electric one.
And more than ever, F*ck the Tangerine Twatwaffle and his merry band of thieves.
Blue sky, sunny and 80! Perfect!
Cardiology routine appointment this afternoon.
F*ck the tangerine twatwaffle and his awful followers.
It looks to be a good one, springy temperatures and sunny.
And as always F*ck the tangerine twatwafflle felon and his band of grifting war criminals.
After several colder days, this week is predicted to be warmer, yay!
I'm working on Steph's apron. The pieces are hemmed, the pockets are hemmed and on, and the shoulder straps are added. Today I start sewing the front and back together.
I'm consistantly working 3-4 hours a night on the counted cross stitch. So much confetti in the area I'm on. Still not up to 1% done!
Maybe it's because spring is coming. I have the urge to clean and declutter. I did the desk in our bedroom alcove this morning, or at least started it. I recycled years of Christmas cards and shredding banking materials. I still have more to do in that area.
Easter was bittersweet. Sweet because we had brunch and visited with Heather and family. Bitter because it was the 19th anniversary of my dad's sudden death.
Dad died 2 days before his 83th birthday. He had a good day that day, chasing squirrels out of his yard, and checking the gutters on the house. After dinner he told Mom he didn't feel well, and seemed confused. She called 911 and me. I went there, a two minute trip, and he was really confused. The ambulance came and took him. I called Mike, and mom and I went to the hospital, where Mike met us. Dad was dead within the hour. The ER doc offered an autopsy, which we declined. His guesses as to cause were a massive PE, a dissecting aorta, or a CVA. The cause didn't matter to us, he was gone. I relive that night so often.
The sweet was spending the day with Heather and Ed, and Eddie and Julianna.
So, bittersweet. Such is life.
And a hearty F*ck to the Dementia Don, the grifting pedophile, and his band of spineless grifters.
After a gorgeous day Wednesday, Thursday was cold and misty. 50, but felt colder.
We went to brunch at First Watch, then to Aldi to get a few things. It was crowded, which we're not used to.
And the F*cking Felon fired Pam Bondi. That won't release her from the supoena to chat with the house committee.
It looks to be another beautiful day! A good way to start a month.
I'm waiting on Amazon to deliver my 28mm rotary cutter so I can finish cutting out the first apron.
And my weight is exactly the same as it was March 1. Sigh. Better than gaining.
And the F*cking Felon is speaking tonight on TV. Yippee.
March ends with my brother Mike's 70th birthday. It's going to be nice today, almost 80!
I had a Walmart grocery delivery this morning. The driver texted me that she'd be delivering the items in a box, due to the store being out of bags. It was a big, heavy box. I asked if she wanted some bags, and she was happy. I gave her a half dozen bags. First time that's happened!
Housecleaner Lisa comes this afternoon, so I'll get something done in the sewing room to stay out of her way.
And as always, F*ck the grifting, felonious pedophile and all who support the bastard.
The month has gone pretty well. I got all the flannel cut, and the counted cross is in the phase of doing the accent stitching. I've watched a lot of TV while cross stitching, I'm up to this season of Grey's Anatomy.
And the daily affirmation- F*ck the pedophile and his followers.
We're going to Mike and Donna's for a barbecue for Mike's 70th birthday today. It's a very last minute thing, they only decided on Thursday to have it.
And as always, F*ck the pedophilic, racist, grifting, felon and his followers.
This week I've been spending more time in the sewing room, an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon. Cutting flannel. Fun fact, a yard of flannel yields 20 8 inch squares. I can cut 10 yards in an hour. I cut a total of 100 yards into squares! That's a lot of squares that will become rag quilts.
I also have about 50 2 yard pieces stacked to become oversized recieving blankets. And maybe 10 pieces of more than 5 yards set aside for whatever.
Anyway, I cut the last yard of flannel late yesterday. Whew! That was a chore.
Today's project is to bind the little hot pad.
And more than ever, F*ck the pedophile felon and his band of awful people.
By the calandar, at least. We all know that Mother Nature will do what she will do.
We had the landscaper come to give us a quote for redoing the front flower beds. Adding rhododendrons, azaleas, and impatiens for a burst of color for the pollinators. Also trimming the hedge, and added some roses of sharon to the side yard along the fence. He projects mid to the end of April. Our last official freeze date is May 15, but he said it's safe to plant before that.
And my daily F*ck off to the pedophile and his supporters.
Wow, March is more than half way over! We're having more seasonal temps now, highs in the 40's and 50's.
In the sewing room, I'm cutting flannel into 8 inch squares for rag quilts. Yesterday I cut 6 one yard pieces.
I made potatoe soup in the crockpot on Tuesday, with shredded hash browns. So easy! Shredded hash browns, chicken broth, and a block of cream cheese. Cook all day, and add cut up ham or bacon and cheese the last hour. So good!
And even more than ever, F*ck the entire administration.
I'm so ready for spring! This up and down is getting old. I know it's March, so not spring yet.
I'm thinking, depending on how much Christmas flannel I have, to do Christmas on one side, other on the other side.
And more than ever, F*ck the Felonious Pedophile and all his supporters.
