Thursday, November 29, 2018

Missing momentum managed

Maybe my sense of adventure receded from focus
To dwindle and then disappear
Or maybe it's just getting hard not to notice
There's plenty to do around here.

Have you, by any chance, seen my momentum anywhere?

I seem to have misplaced it.

It's probably hanging somewhere with my missing motivation and mojo.

I hope they all found a nice sunny place for their vacay.

And I sure hope they plan on coming home soon.

I miss them.

It's true that in their absence, I'm not especially getting a whole lot done.

In fact, mostly what I feel like doing is sitting on my sofa in soft pants and crocheting. I'm making another crazy rippled, striped blanket. This one is for my grandson.

I asked him what colors he wanted. His favorite color these days is red. I said, what other colors should I use. He said blue, make it red and blue.

I said, how about if I also use some green. And yellow. And purple and orange. He got really excited and said, make a rainbow blanket.

He is almost six and a half years old.

I'm doing my best to oblige.

My sweet little boyfriend in his cool new glasses.
The other thing I feel like doing is looking at yarn online. I think I spend as much time looking at yarn (and sometimes ordering yarn) as I do working with yarn.

But I am making progress and I'm already thinking about my next project and feeling a little sad that this blanket is already almost half done.

I've made beads just once or twice since we got back from Florida. I have to say it was fun. But there are a lot more steps to bead making than there are to blanket making.

I have to mess with bead release, dip mandrels, let them dry, ramp up the kiln. I make the beads, let the kiln ramp down, and then I have to take them off the mandrels and ream out the bead release.

Then if I want to sell them, I have to sort them, string them, photograph them, edit the photos, write the listings, send invoices when they sell, package them for shipping.

I don't think I will be selling any blankets.

For one thing, yarn is expensive, there is easily more than $100 of materials in my blankets. I like nice quality yarn, wool, merino, alpaca, silk. And if I'm going to invest the hours and hours of handwork, I'm going to use the good stuff.

You never know, but for now I'm just working on family projects.

My beautiful daughters modeling the scarves I made. I love stripes as much as I love dots.

Anyway, we spent four days in Orlando. We met Laurie, Luke, & Blake there, and stayed at a Hilton Grand Destinations resort. Laurie and Luke had a beautiful suite at no charge, except for a two-hour time-share presentation they had to attend. Neil and I babysat for Blake and that was the high point of the trip. Blake was totally happy the whole time he spent with us, two on one.

The rest of the trip was a blur of dining at Disney resorts, working around the schedule of an almost two-year-old toddler. We had the seafood buffet at the Beach Club, dinner at Dole Whips at the Polynesian, and the African-themed buffet at the Animal Kingdom Lodge. We rode the monorail for Blake's sake.

Laurie lost a day to being suddenly violently ill. Neil, Luke, and I took Blake to Sea World. I personally loved the dolphin show and the sea lion show. Blake was just as interested in a pole as he was with the sea turtles and other aquatic life.

Neil and I stayed on a day after the kids went home. We had High Tea at the Grand Floridian and rode the boat over the Seven Seas Lagoon to Magic Kingdom and back.

We flew home on Thanksgiving Day, and since apparently we hadn't had enough to eat, we went to the North Harbor Club for the buffet dinner, marking a tradition, since we had done the same the year before.

It's still hard for me to believe that we're well into our second year here.

I have two more ceramics classes and have to decide if I am going to sign up for another session. I'll probably try to do at least one more class.

As I said, I've lost my momentum.

And still the days go by in a flash and there is never enough time.

Neil and I went to see Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald, which was better than the first film in the Harry Potter prequel series, but slow starting and more than a bit confusing. Still, it had some moments and I'd probably see any movie that stars both Eddie Redmayne and Johnny Depp.

The weather has been less than fantastic, too damp, not enough sunshine, and my allergies have been playing up. I'm popping Benadryl like Tic-tacs and trying to hold out until next year, after my annual checkup, to see an allergist.

We'll be traveling again in mid-December, for Blake's second birthday party and for Neil (mostly) to see some of his friends. I'm hoping to hook up with some of mine, but it's hard since we'll be sharing a car.

We have no firm travel plans after that until May, when we'll be in Colorado, and June, which will see us in Utah. Why ask why we planned two trips so close together. That's what happens when you roll the dice and book a lodge a year out since you can never get last-minute reservations when you want them.

I'd been toying with the idea of a spring-break trip back to Texas, some sort of open-jaw to Dallas-Austin-Houston. I know Neil wants to visit Texas at least twice a year and the summer months are a no go.

But then my daughter Kandace and her boyfriend got engaged to her boyfriend Chris the weekend before Thanksgiving. I'm really happy for her, and waiting with bated breath for them to set a date, so that we can plan around that.

All in all, I have nothing to complain about and everything to be grateful for.

And despite being momentarily momentum challenged, I'm really a lot happier than I was a year ago, when I wrote this post about grief and gratitude.

I used to hope the aliens would please pick me
Now if I saw a spaceship
I would u-turn and floor it
Ta-ta ET

Maybe my sense of adventure receded from focus
To dwindle and then disappear
Or maybe it's just getting hard not to notice
There's plenty to do around here

I used to run fast just to dive to the ground
In our Cheyenne and Sugarfoot game
Now it's true I get stiff just from sitting around
But I do like to sit just the same

And I don't mind the old, I don't mind the gray
It's not like I was Miss Clairol anyway
And it's okay with me that I will not be
The first to find out if the swing works okay

'cause I don't have to remember Laissez-Faire taught us
I don't even own any good shoes
And if you're having apples with mayonnaise and walnuts
I can just say, no thank you.

(Cheryl Wheeler - Penrod And Higgins Music/Amachrist Music/ACF Music Group)

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