Gonna Go for a walk

Yesterday was one of those days where the whole body just plain hurt all over.  Well, maybe not ALL over but in enough places to make me feel miserable.  Shooting knee pain is always noticed, of course, and then there's that BRAND NEW shoulder.  Good Lord!  How can a joint hurt that much when it's mostly man-made ingredients in there?  My left knee was replaced in Sept. 2013 and my right shoulder in Aug 2014.  Neither have felt good since.  Granted I was in horrible pain and needed both those operations but somehow I thought I'd feel better than I do now.  I suppose being in my 70s has something to do with it and I might as well accept the fact that bodies break down over time. Sigh..... I am thankful, however, that I'm still able to walk out the door. I'm heading down to the beach area today (with both my walking sticks) and my goal is to make walking a daily habit. We'll see. I've said these words in the past and nothing much materialized. Oh well, at least I know I'm weak.

I fixed three small pancakes for breakfast today but managed to burn them in the process.  My cooking skills have really gone downhill in the last few years.  I'm gonna blame it on my stove, but I will admit my heart just isn't in cooking anymore.  I was never that good of a cook anyway.  I was a good baker, though but even that skill has dipped. I'm either burning things or not mixing them correctly and undercooking.  Thank God for everything you can buy already made.  I'm gonna look online for a small fry pan today.  Mine are pretty beat up and skudsy.  I have one nice large fry pan (that I think I bought last year) but I really need something smaller too.  I took an SOS pad and a scouring pad to the bottoms of two pans this morning but it didn't make a dent and then my shoulder reminded me it didn't want to participate in the activity.

I tied a quilt on the kitchen table yesterday while listening to another chapter of Anne Tyler's book 'A spool of blue thread.'  I thought I had tied this blanket already but my sister-in-law told me I really needed 3 or 4" between ties, not the 6 or 7 I had settled on.  It looks better now.  I stopped at a quilt store outside of Port Townsend on Saturday and bought two panels that I thought were especially cool.

Haven't quite decided how I'll use them yet but that's half the fun.  I also visited the Goodwill store in Sequim on Sunday.  Nice place.  I spent $11 on 4 sheets that are mostly cotton and can be used for quilt backings or in quilt tops.  One each of brown, blue, and white, and then this off white sheet with wolves on it.

I didn't realize that cutting them up was going to be the chore it was. They were all fitted sheets so I had to cut them flat and then cut them again so I could work with them easier.  Decided to keep the elastic on one of them as it all cut off easily in one long strip.  I don't usually have a lot of need for elastic but everything has gotten so expensive in fabric stores now, you pretty much have to save whatever you can. I'm going to use some of the white material today to make Sunbonnet Sue squares.

Andy and Mary took Jake ice skating for the first time this past weekend.  She's always surprised at how fearless he is at trying new things.  Even when he kept falling down, he never cried. Just got up and tried again.  He seems to be ahead of schedule as far as athletic dexterity goes.

Finished reading John Grisham's 'A Painted House' yesterday.  I like his books.  Have found that I am getting through more books now when I mute the tv during commercials.  It never fails to amaze me how long and how many commercials run during the national news programs at the dinner hour.  I'm becoming less and less interested in them when I see how lightweight they are as far as actual news goes.  More substance online or on PBS.  And with Trump getting his voice and face front and center on a daily basis, muting the tv has become  commonplace in this house!

Here's a picture I saw on FB last week. Not sure if I've already posted it but if I have, you can see it again. I think it's fascinating but  I had to study it for  a while to figure out how it was taken. Then again, maybe that's because I'm not sure what that structure on the water is.

I kept thinking that March 8 had some significance for me and I finally figured it out. This is the week in 1982 that my marriage started to unravel.  The final decree didn't come until June but I've always considered this week in March the end of my 18-year marriage.  Hard to believe it's been 34 years that I've been single.  Which reminds me...I was going to look over Match.com again and see if I can't find a fella.  hee hee  I'll have to work on that although I'll be darned if I'd know what to do with one if I caught one.   This will be my spring time project.

And with that tidbit, I'm off to the sewing room.