: Karen’s quilt ; this pic doesn’t do it :
: justice at all ~ it’s all flannel; i want :
: to do one like it, next project perhaps :

Monday 11 April 2005
11:08 a.m.

The sound of rain pattering on the deck awoke me early this morning. I could not have been more delighted if my fairy godmother had appeared at the foot of my bed to grant me three wishes. I sighed and went back to sleep for another hour, till my Emil alarm told me it was time to get up and make coffee.

The rain is letting up now. Mom phoned an hour ago. Her cousin and his wife from Candle Lake, Saskatchewan, spent the night and this morning Mom is making them listen to the tape of the Ugly Sisters singing. Poor doggies.

Seriously now, Mom must be proud of it if she plays it to her company. That’s sweet.

She's been very tired lately. At least she's not drunk on drugs, that's a huge improvement this past week. We’ve got our mother back.

Dad was not about to wear rain gear to go golfing, so I am still home, working at the computer this morning with the gas fireplace cooking away behind me. Will go after lunch instead or whenever Dad decides he wants to run out somewhere.

I gave Everett the day off from school so he could spend it with Trinket, because it’s her birthday and she adores him so. He was most excited about not having to go to school, but he enjoys playing with her more than he will admit. He is her hero (when she isn’t tattling on him for not doing what she wants) and likes to make her laugh.

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Sunday 10 April 2005
midnight, okay monday

Before 7 a.m., it was Scott on the phone. After a short chat, I went back to sleep. At 9 o'clock, it was Karen.

"Wanna go garage-saling?" I leapt out of bed and put the coffee on, then scrambled for the bathroom. Before I could get my flannel pyjamas off, she was at the door and we were headed down the road, looking for signs.

We made a good haul. I won't bore you with the details. This time.

Then we were off to the kidlet's birthday party. I made the purple box you see above, at Trinket's request; then filled it with as many purple things as Everett and I could find.

Been at the computer since 5 this afternoon, with breaks only to eat a bowl of potato soup with Emil and sprawl on the couch with some printouts once in a while.

Enough! But got lots of work done so I don't get behind while on Mom Patrol tomorrow. Will take work along, maybe get some done that way. But if Mom's awake, I spend the time with her. If I'm not getting her something to eat or drink or measuring out her meds, or putting something away or into the washing machine, I'm working with fabric and we are talking.

She was tired today but made it to the party for a couple hours. Yesterday she spent in bed so as not to push her luck, because she felt decent only while reclined the day before.

This is the Princess Anne set of dishes she is considering selling, if anyone collects them.