Backstitching…

Again, I am regreting not keeping up with backstitching on my summer fairy. I only have  few flowers in the border left and then the entire border, inner and out left and the corners.  It will probably take about 2 hours, but then I have beads to go.  I will have this 3rd of 4 of the TW fairies done.  I only have fall left.  That will mean switching one TW out for another.   I am getting a bit sad, because most of the TWs I love, I will have done.  I have a few left and some of the new simpler ones.  I like them, but I love the challenge of a huge piece – maybe that is why I decided to redo Peacock Tapestry for myself. 

Once I have the spring horse done, I will have completed all 4 hours as well.  I did the carosel years ago as well.  Why I waited almost 16 years to begin the last is beyond me.  I have fond memories – NOT – of stitching fall while I was waiting to get into the emergency when my then, one year old son stuck corn up his nose.  That horse hanges happily in my bedroom.  I remember stitching on it when an older women stopped me and told me she loved it.  She told me it would be a wonderful heirloom for my children.  If I knew then what I know now, I would have guessed that.  Today I have two entire containers of unframed pieces.  I took them to a Toastmasters meeting where I talked about my love of stitching.  I do believe that I have probably 50 unframed pieces.  Mom has several at her house with the mats and frames chosen, just not completed.

On the other hand, my daughter is back in the hospital to get her back on meds for schizophrenia.  This time the doctors told her that if she didn’t stay on them, that they would fight to have her made my ward so that I can force her meds.  She is a great kid, but it is hard as a parent to see your 21 year old struggle with this illness.  She is not scary, she isn’t ‘crazy’ she just has an illness causes her to be overstimulated and hear voices.  Luckily, her employer is being great about this weeks stay – lucky it is the summer and they have plenty of kids to fill her spot.  She has decided only to take 6 hours this fall, which is not a problem, other than she won’t have medical insurance.  The state is working it out by putting her on medicaid.  That is a small blessing, but at least it fully covers the meds which run quite expensive even with the insurance – almost $255 a month! 

My ex is having a problem as well.  I am not really sure what other than he was drinking again.  I am hoping that is stopped, but again, I cannot worry about my adult ex, I can only worry so much about the kids.  H will be doing fine, and B is doing better lately.  We shall see.

What a week…

It was rather quiet at work.  We got off early on Tuesday because the stock market closed early – yeah.  I enjoyed just sitting around on the 4th, but I seemed to sleep a lot in the evening and then fireworks woke me up from 11 to 1:30 am.  The neighbors chose this year to spend a lot of money of fireworks.  The dogs and cats were really scared!  I was just tired.  All week, I worked on models for several project.  I hope to get STTR consolidated soon.  It is just a matter of getting on the schedule.  Should I move groups, I don’t want to dump models on someone else.

It is crazy at work.  I don’t mean busy, it just seems that everyone is walking on tip-toes during this reorg.  It appears that associates will be moved to where the company believes that they fit the best.  I suppose that is a good thing for me.  I have a feeling that eventually we may be starting layoffs, but who really knows.  It just seems weird!  My group is finally getting the picture that we aren’t immune from everything going on around us. For some reason, most of the members of the group felt that way.  To me that is a sure sign of arrogance and we are better than everyone else.  Interesting.

Rain, rain, rain

I am so sick of rain.  At least I live north of the flooding, but it seems that the lower quarter of Kansas is under water or nearing so.  Mom says that they appear to have had more rain than in the flood of ‘93.  The sun is rarity these days.  I left for Wichita for National Forensics League Nationals on Sunday, June 17.  It was raining then.  It rained all but one day.  Since I got back to KC it has rained all but one day.  I am missing the sun!  It is beginning to be depressing.  The dogs won’t go outside unless I push them.  I haven’t been able to get the mower in the backyard to mow. Once it is dry enough to walk, the grass will be 7 or 8 inches tall.  I will take forever.  Chris mowed the front yards before he went on vacation last week.  I am sure he is wondering why I didn’t get the back done.  Hum…. mud, mud, everywhere!

Nationals was great.  I heard great debate rounds with one exception.  I wish the coaches in Missouri would become a bit more non-conservative and allow their kids to run Ks more often.  I heard only one stocks issue round and that was because of the other 2 judges in the room.  I did hear one round and wondered how in the heck the kids got to nationals.  I stayed for finals this year.  I am so glad I did.  It was truly inspirational – especially the extempers.   I thought that the HI and DUO finals were great as were all of the debate finals and oratory, but I was disappointed by the DI finals.  Oh well, the kids were good, the cuttings were good, but I just wasn’t inspired at all.   I wish I judged more rounds.

It was a bit odd judging in the high school that my mom graduated from and where she met my dad in band.  Our hospitality room was in the band room.  The old gym had been converted to science rooms and a new gym had been built.  What had been seperate high school and junior high had been connected and a new middle school was built.  Vicki Fellers the coach of Wichita East took me on a tour and described the school population.  I also found mom’s childhood home.  That wasn’t difficult at all.  My first round was in a room on the first floor that probably had the same desks my mom and dad sat in.  Wow.

In addition, B and C were having problems.  She broke up with B for a period of about 2 days.  Unfortunately, something happend beteween C and B’s dad (my ex).  I went over there the other night in the middle of a crisis with my daughter and found he is drinking again.  I am not sure, but when he does a shot of bouborn followed by a coke chaser, I think it is more than a little.  I cannot worry myself over it.  He is my ex and is 44 almost 45.  He is a big boy now and if he thinks he is in love with his son’s girlfriend, maybe he deserves whatever follows.  It is creepy.