“This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the Grand Army of the battlefield, and the battle takes place. Things remembered arrive at full gallop, ensuing to the wind. The light cavalry of comparisons deliver a magnificent deploying charge, the artillery of logic hurry up with their train and ammunition, the shafts of with start up like sharpshooters. Similes arise, the paper is covered with ink; for the struggle commences and is concluded with torrents of black water, just as a battle with powder.”
Honoré de Balzac, French novelist and playwright
When I read the quote by Balzac about coffee, it clicked that it might be a good thing to have a cup of coffee. I’ve been very diligent about avoiding things that I might have a sensitivity to and coffee was on that list. The other day, I had a cup of coffee at Ruthie’s and it was like the synapses in my brain were waking up and connecting. A lot was accomplished that day and I think that that one cup of coffee had something to do with it.
When Madison and Jack came back a year ago because of Covid, she asked me to help her make a shower curtain that she had seen at a store in Brooklyn. The darn thing was $400 and though she loved it, was not going to pay that much for a shower curtain-a girl after my own heart! Jack saw the picture and said, “My Mom can make that for you!” Yes, I could. But she wanted to learn how to sew also. It only took a year to get my act together. I was in the midst of a lot of things with my health, Mac Kid, and my new passion, spinning and creating with fiber, and had pretty much put my sewing machines away, only to take them out occasionally for a mending job or something small. After having made my living sewing for others and creating anything and everything for my family and home, looking at them on the shelf and knowing that I had lost my interest in them was beyond tolerable. Slowly over the past year, that girl gently nudged me. First, we went to T.J. Maxx and got a plain white (well, sort of, it was seersucker fabric) shower curtain. A few months later, we headed to the attic to rummage through fabrics for the appliqués-because we’re all about “use what you have to make what you need”. I knew I had such a variety that there was no need to shop for more fabrics and she found the colors she was looking for. We set them aside and she took them home for the day that the stars aligned and I’d feel like sewing. No rush, right? I even took my sewing machines to Kenny’s to be spruced up and oiled in anticipation of the big day.
That day came on Sunday after that one cup of coffee! A Palm Sunday Miracle! The only drawback was that the fabrics Madison had originally chosen were at her house. Not to be deterred, we headed back to the attic and found other pieces that would do the trick. She’s smart. Madison knew that she had to strike while the iron was hot. Here’s the finished curtain. I’m confident that after a few steamy showers those wrinkles will fall out. Not my best work, but she is very happy with it. I could point out a list of “should haves” but I won’t. I’m happy that she’s happy!
On to our next project and it’s an exciting one! In the photo above, she’s working on it. All I’ll say is that it will be amazing and she’s learning along the way. I’m pretty rusty and she’s very patient.
Yesterday we had a big day. Jack was returning from a little trip with his cousins and we were headed to pick him up at the airport. We ALL, including Connor decided to go. It was a fun trip and our last few hours alone with our Madison. What a gift she is. I love her. Jack likens Jay and I to the Sesame Street characters Bert and Ernie, or Frick and Frack. Cracks me up but he’s right. Traffic gets Jay all tied up in knots and we revert to our character counterparts. Poor Madison! But she is like a gentle breeze in a hurricane. “If we’re late, Jack will wait.” She was right. The traffic was awful. I don’t think anyone is working from home in Pgh. The roads were packed and traffic was bumper to bumper. To make a long story short, we got to the airport, picked him up and got home by about 9:30 last night. We had a quick drive thru dinner from Chik-fil-A, but that was it. The traffic was not moving. All is well and everyone is back in the fold.
I even managed to finish another pair of mittens on the trip. Now to wash, block and label.
As for the tick from yesterday, I will begin a Lyme disease protocol today. I started the holistic approach yesterday but Dr. Gerold called in a prescription for Doxycycline which I didn’t get home in time yesterday to pick up.
Now to send it away to be tested. My ear is so itchy even though it appears that Jay got the whole thing out.
Anyone missing a dog? This is the one that doesn’t wander.
I’ve got lots to do today! First up? Have that nice cup of coffee with a bit of oat milk. Then we’ll see what happens.
In the meantime, remember to wash your hands, don’t touch your face, stay home but if you MUST go out, wear a mask and keep the length of an alpaca cria (which is a baby alpaca and about 3 feet long) between you and the next person.
Have a blessed day!