You know. . .

. . .it really just isn't the weekend until mom’s gone missing.  :-(

Apparently, she went out for a walk at 1:00pm, I saw her leave on the camera, then when she hadn’t come back yet at 3:00pm, I was going out to look for her.

I found her walking down our street, escorted by a man and 2 women.  Her balance was really bad, and she did not have her cellphone with her.  (go figure)

Anyway, she got in the car and we went home.

She had eaten only a bowl of oatmeal all day!!!

So now I am not only monitoring her meds and water intake, but also her food.

Shoot me!!!

A simple "Thank you"

One of my favorite greeting cards is a Thank You card that I found several years ago.  My friend used to joke about how I sort of look like Martha Stewart.  Her kids think that I sound like her as well. This card that I found is in the voice of Martha, and it is quite a hoot!

It goes like this:

"I wanted to simply thank you. . .So this morning I took 2,500 gorgeous red tulips that I picked up while in Holland and planted them in the likeness of your face, and then embroidered your name in a delightful manner on all 423 throw pillows I have in my living room, then prepared a 12-course dinner in your honor for 800 of your closest, dearest friends complete with an eight foot ice sculpture of you I carved with a chainsaw for the table centerpiece, and then I followed that with a brief 60 minute fireworks display ending with a giant "Thank you" exploding in all your favorite colors in the night sky.  (I just wish I had time to do something more elaborate.)"

Downward Mobility

This article gives us a lot to think about.  I believe that it shows more than an isolated bit of time, but rather a long term trend which we can count on to continue.

NYTimes article

Hobby Lobby. . .NOT

I'm into yarn now, or should I say "back" into yarn.  My friend Gail has gotten me interested in knitting and crochet again, and I've made lots of friends at the local yarn shop so that helped as well.  About 2 months ago I started my first garment, well it was actually my 2nd garment, and now I am finishing up the 2nd sleeve on this new cardi.  Gail went to class the other day and learned how to sew it all together, so in a few days she and I will get together and see if we can put mine together as well.  She did the same sweater in coral, and I did it in a periwinkle blue.  But, I think mine may be a bit small so my mom will get it as a nice birthday present.  . . guess I just blew that surprise!

My partner is busy working on a memorial page for Robbie and his family.   The page is here:
Robbie Cannon memorial page link.

It looks nice and is a good idea so that pictures and stories can be gathered.

So sad for Robbie's family and also for the families of the other men on that plane.

Just reading a bit about an artist who I like, Jacob Cooley.  Seems that a blogger likes Cooley's work however finds it repetitive.  I disagree as I find something new in each piece that Jacob presents.  It was sad to read however that Jacob is having some personal issues.  I wish him well.  He is a talented young painter.  Another favorite of mine is Richard Siegel, a watercolorist who works in an unusually large format.  We have one of his pieces and enjoy it daily.  The piece is from his Yosemite series, and while it does convey a strong sense of light, it also appears to move with the water depicted by the image.  Repetition is certain not an attribute of Siegel's work, as his style seems to evolve with each series of work.  I would love to see more of his recent work so perhaps I will make a trip down to The Center of The Earth gallery in NoDa and take a look with my friend Ruth Lyons.  (no relation)

Wow, this is such a distracting background. . .it must change.  I'm getting a bit frustrated with Godaddy.com about my domain name and the registration of a forwarding address.  They say it could take an hour or more for that type of request to process, but I've still got my eye on it and have my doubts.

Anyway, not to whine, all else is very good and the rain has finally stopped here in the Carolinas on a Tuesday.  Sad news however, our cat Louise is no longer with us.  She got very sick and at age 22 (that's people years) she is now gone.  We love her and miss her, especially since she was my office mate for all of those years.

Miss you, love you . . . Lulu