January 24, 2011

I mentioned in my last post, so very long ago, that I am taking an online "retreat" called Soul Restoration.  One of the activities we do is to make truth cards.  A new friend of mine from the class, waving hi to Evelyn, wants to see mine, so here they are.  And yes, I know I misspelled believe on the card, just wanted to see if anyone else was paying attention...lol

January 03, 2011

Just stopping in for a minute.  I'm still sick as a dog.  Move five feet or talk for a few minutes and I cough my head off for 20 minutes.  I do think I'm getting better though, the congestion is pretty much gone.  Unfortunately coughs seem to like to hang around for a while.  I think I might even be able to get back to my stitching tomorrow, hopefully.

On the 11th, I am taking a 6 week online workshop called Soul Restoration through the Brave Girls Club.  I am so looking forward to it.  There is still time to sign up and I'm sure Melody and Kathy will be more than happy to have you.  The art we will be making is going to be so far out of my comfort range...art journals.  But I'm going to pull up my socks and learn something new.  I can't wait!!!

I still have four bead journal pages to make and then to put them together in a wall display to hang beside Tommy's picture.  I have an idea for a couple of the pages, but a couple are still a mystery.  I am so glad I did the BJP last year.  It really helped me remember times that I'd forgotten.  It has also allowed me to make sure I never forget them again. 

Before the week is over I will have finished pictures of my mom's bible cover that I made her for Christmas.  I also have a couple of other small things I want to get done before I start Soul Restoration.

I'm going leave you with a couple pictures of flowers that we had in the yard of our house in Lafayette.

Til next time.

January 01, 2011

Late on the first day of 2011 and all I have done is sleep and watch tv.  I am so blasted sick it's not even funny.  I am trying real hard not to swallow cause that hurts the worst.  Coughing feels like I am ripping my throat out.   Yuck. yuck yuck.