The return of flypaper thoughts

For new readers I should explain. Flypaper thoughts are a transfer from my old long running sewing blog. In them, I put the thoughts that pass through my head in no particular order.

And here we go

• I took a pause
• Honestly what a crazy couple of years
• And at the end of it some insane maniac decides to play around with a world war
• I mean most of us just want to walk the dog
• In the middle of this my 94 year old mom moved into assisted living
• There’s too many old people here
• Nice apartment and she is safer but divesting a lifetime of stuff has been interesting
• I have fabric I bought to make you a dress in 1972
• Do you want it?
• But so many bright spots
• So happy with my writing
• Finished my first novel and sending it out to edits
• Very light but really
• I am not that deep
• So it’s a good match
• Main objective was to make myself laugh
• Also getting a small sewing book ready
• Think I am going to keep writing those in short versions
• Old dog has had the rest of her teeth out mostly
• And is now officially deaf
• Never been better
• Her life revolves around the cat
• Jumping around and playing with her
• Grooming her and sleeping with her
• It is a miracle
• This old puppy mill mom has a baby back
• Who would have thought this tiny rescue barn kitten
• Would come in at the senior years of an old dog’s life
• And heal her
• Complete her
• When Daisy goes out
• The cat watches from the window and cries until she comes back in
• The little stuff in life is actually the big stuff
• Send that message to Europe
• Visited my sons in the US
• Just made avocado toast with chilli oil for breakfast
• Yes I was in California
• Wait my 3 year old granddaughter said when I was leaving
• I have a present for you
• A small pom pom and two goggly eyes
• Just what I wanted
• Went to Austin Texas to see another son
• Volunteered while I was there at a creative recycle place
• Spent a morning measuring and bundling fabric donations
• Do you know what a selvedge edge is?
• Yes I do
• My mother saved our Barbie dolls
• And knitted outfits made by an elderly aunt
• About the only things that could fit on those bodies
• Mohair stoles
• Got a tattoo in Austin
• Of course
• Was drinking natural wine in a garden with my son and ran into a tattoo artist
• Let’s do it she said
• So I did
• Tiny
• The initials of my children and grandchildren on my wrist
• So I can see them when I work
• I almost wanted to tell her that when I was young
• My dad and his friends thought pierced ears where “cheap”
• I had a friend whose parents wouldn’t let her wear “silk stockings” until high school
• But pretty sure that a wine bar in Austin was not a place where they would get that
• But you smile to yourself
• And think you should put this in a book