We played about 3 hours and came home with some money for Friday when I get "promo" money. We didn't seem to be into playing today, which was fine. We won, and we brought some money home. All in all, I think this year we have been ahead of the game.
Came home around 1:30 pm. It was raining. Patrick wanted to watch a movie, and I agreed. So, we started to and then remembered there was a documentary on the quilters in prison. I was amazed at all the work they do! Some of them have been in there for 20 years and more. They know what they did wrong, and they have accepted their fate. I thought of my cousin and know his in the same place they are in their hearts.
Then we watched a good movie of "Paddington Bear goes to Peru" which was really good. I enjoyed that. I was fun to watch and I do like those movies.
I worked on the staff while we watched TV.
I was able to get this much done, but there are mistakes in it. I'm to the point that I will do what I can to work around the mistakes because I will not take it out. I was taking half of it out earlier. I have it now where I can work around my mistakes. AND I don't think anyone will know the difference. This gold thread is AWFUL and I hate working with it. I'm just glad I could get this much done today considering.
Afterwards, I played on my tablet. I get tired of this part, and if I didn't have to have it, I wouldn't do it. lol
Mom called to tell me a very dear friend, that I knew when I lived in Germany, died in March. Diane McCoy was a very dear friend. I babysat her oldest son. She was about 10 years older than me, if not 8 years. I used to walk with her across the field at night to get her home. I had to cry on this one. May she rest in peace.
I'm having a hard time with all this. I've lost a lot of people I know lately. This year has brought on more death to my door than ever. Maybe, because I cried, it may help me move on. Mom took it well, but got emotional when she heard me get upset. I couldn't help it. I know that's life, and I know it happens. I have taken most of them calmly, but know it's affecting me. But today, I couldn't hold it back. The tears came and I'm still upset by it, but getting to accepting it. Life goes on, and I'm just a drop in the bucket. My bucket is losing water, but at the same time, there are drops of water going back in. So, I will work this out and move on. I need to!
At least I was able to be Happy Stitching/Happy Quilting!
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