Almost over ...

Well, this year is almost done.  It just flew by!  Again I didn't loose weight, send everyone birthday and anniversary cards, or demonstrate for world peace.  What I did do was lots of things around here!  I froze several containers of corn, berries, and pesto (from my own basil), in spite of the terribly dry summer and pitiful vegetable garden.  Graduated from the Master Gardener program.  Became the news reporter for my homemakers club.  Guided the local hooking group, the Holy Hookers, for another year (like herding cats ... LOL!).   Organized a hooked rug display at the Carnegie Center in Linton in the spring.   Painted my laundry room and kitchen (red!).  Attended a quilt retreat in KY and a rug hooking retreat in Ferdinand. Actually finished several quilts that were in various stages of completion for several years.  (And only started two new quilts.)  On the negative side, I now have at least five hooked pieces in various stages of progress .... Ahhhh ... balance is difficult to achieve.

Today there was an earthquake in Indiana.  Right up near where our eldest son lives!  That doesn't happen often in Indiana.  We celebrated this event by cleaning house!  What fun ...  But tonight will be fun ... having dinner with some good friends at The Old Bank in Linton.  That will probably be the limit of our New Year celebration, albeit a day early.  God bless each of you and may you have a wonder start to the new year.

Twists and turns on Christmas Eve ...

What a day.  It started out so good.  I'm making up the bed in my studio for son Jeff who will be here in the afternoon to spend Christmas with us.  I'm doing last-minute grocery shopping and cooking special food.   Jeff's been on a break from work and class, and drove to FL.  Been away for a few days.  We're expecting him about mid-afternoon.  Then at 1:00 he called.  I could tell right away something was wrong.  He totaled his Mustang on highway 231 in southern Indiana!  Thank God he was not injured!  No one was.  So what started out as a good day has turned into something else.  Life has a way of doing that sometimes but I'll tell you, mine has been so smooth that little wrinkles like this really throw me.  And this didn't even happen to me.  But it might as well have.  When things like this happen to someone you love it is just the same as if it happens to you.  I am just so thankful that God was watching out for Jeff today.

Wendell left immediately for the 2-hour drive to pick him up.  He is worried, too.  Jeff loved his red Mustang convertible and I know he is sick about having this auto accident.  I am sick to the stomach, just sitting here at home, wondering where are they right now, will they remember to get everything out of his car, would four times be too many times to call?  It 'is' Christmas Eve and I know the poor police officer and tow driver just want to get this over with and go home.  Things will not be the same until they are home, safe and sound ...