Almost back in action🤺😄

Well, I’ve not taken up fencing, as the picture in my heading suggests 😉 but I have finally managed to take up a crochet hook over the past couple of days.  Trying to find a new way of tensioning my yarn has been a challenge as my slowly healing fractured bones are still causing difficulties and my fingers don’t want to bend properly.  I’m not sure I’ve totally achieved the perfect solution, but I have managed to get this far ….

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I can almost hear “what on earth is that!” and I I totally understand your confusion.  Hopefully this will turn into a very special rattling toy for a very special little person.  At this stage I’ll let you keep guessing 😉 as I would like it to be a surprise for those receiving this gift on Christmas morning, but all will be revealed after Christmas … providing it turns out the way it should!!!  I guess, even if it doesn’t turn out exactly how I expect, I should still post the finished product.

I saw the design on my FB feed and fell in love with it.  The only issue is that the designer had shown very little in the way of actual construction (using photographs) and the pattern directions were/are not particularly clear, so a bit of angst trying to get into the mind of said designer.

I’m taking photos as I work so that I have something to refer back to if I decide to make this item again.

Another interesting issue was finding a bell to put inside.  Off to Spotlight to pick up the yarn and find a bell.  No bell!  Looked and looked but the store is huge and I traipsed up and down through aisle after aisle and came up with nothing … nada😓.  Finally asked a sales assistant who looked at my yarn and said “If you go back to where you found your yarn, then go to the back corner and they will be on one of the ends”.  So back I went, walked up and down, scanned aisle and end, after aisle and end and still nothing, but by this time I was starting to feel cross-eyed!  Came to the conclusion that it wasn’t my day and decided to head home with my yarn and look for the bell closer to the time I would need it.

Just as I was walking away I saw another sales assistant in the actual yarn area, so asked my question again.  This time the answer was “Oh, bells are with the teddy bears on that far wall” as she pointed in a totally opposite direction to my previous instructions.  Sure enough, there they were, packets and packets and packets of bells of all shapes and sizes and colours … BUT they came in packs of 10 and upwards and I only wanted one 🤔.  Beggars can’t be choosers, so I picked up a pack of 10, in the meantime wondering what I was going to do with extra 9 shiny gold bells ….

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Well, as you can see, there are now only six in the packet … what did I do with the other four?

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I was going carol singing yesterday and we’d been asked to wear as much “bling” as possible.  I looked at my boring shoes and thought of the old nursery rhyme “rings on her fingers and bells on her toes”.  Out with the tinsel, a couple of very rough bows (very difficult to tie bows with this particular tinsel) and voila, bells on the ends 😉  I certainly jingle jangled as I walked!  I’ll be singing carols again on Christmas Eve at Fiona Stanley Hospital, so these bows and bells will be back on my shoes again very soon 😎

I guess, for now, the rest of the bells will go in with the rest of my crochet stash until required for another project.

On the fractured hand bones front, I haven’t been happy with the slow recovery and poor mobility (it’s now eight weeks) and wondered whether everything was healing OK.  Saw my GP yesterday and he agreed, so off for another x-ray.  The radiologist is almost like an old friend these days, so I pumped him a little and he did say that it wasn’t healing as well as it should but naturally he didn’t want to say any more, but when he asked if I had an appointment to see my GP I knew that it wasn’t a good sign and he did comment that having osteoporosis could slow down the healing process 😪.  Sure enough, today I received a message from the surgery asking me to make a follow-up appointment.  Booked in for next Monday to find out just what’s going on.  As I’ve said before, I’m not a very patient patient but I guess you can’t hurry nature, so I’ll just have to manage, as I have been, do my best not to grizzle and be an absolute pain in the neck for Gordon (my goodness, he is so patient with me .. I love him to bits ❤❤!!!!)  and put up with the inconvenience until it finally rights itself.

So, at least I’m finally back doing a very small amount of crocheting and I am very thankful that I do actually have two hands 🙌

Wishing you a happy, sunshiny day wherever you may be 😎❤🔆

 

Slowly, slowly, slowly🐌🐌🐌

Time is relative …. although it seems as though it’s taking forever for the bones in my left hand to heal, and yet the days are rapidly counting down towards the end of the year.  Both the slow and the rapid are frustratingly annoying.  So much I want and need to do and I’m really not known for my patience 😛

To compound the problem, the pain I’ve had in my left arm/shoulder has finally been diagnosed as bursitis.  Cortisone injection later this week will hopefully help reduce the inflammation and pain.

The positives:

I need to mindful that the broken bones could have been a lot worse and be thankful that today (almost six weeks since that silly fall) I can actually type with all my fingers at a reasonable speed again … that’s a plus.

I’ve also been forced to use my right hand/arm for so many more things (except writing!) so I now know that I can make my bread, cakes and biscuits using either arm.  It might take a bit longer but it’s possible … that’s also a plus.

Ukelele playing is still difficult but as the swelling goes down the fingers move a bit better each time I play and it’s physiotherapy at the same time … that’s another plus.

Broken bones have no impact on singing!  Gordon has volunteered himself as my driver and has been taking me to my choir practices twice a week despite the fact that he really doesn’t like choir music.  He takes his books and puzzles with him, tunes out and waits two hours each time while I sing my heart out.  He is a treasurer and I love him to bits ❤😍

On the short term downside:

I can’t still can’t drive and losing the independence of being able go where I want, when I want can be a little irritating.

Crocheting is still not an option.  Interesting to discover that the total control of my yarn tension is with my ring and pinky fingers and they’re the ones that are still not totally functioning the way they should, but they are improving.  I’ve tried different ways to tension my yarn but nothing has worked so I just have to be patient a little longer.

Looking back on what I’ve just written, there are more positives than negatives so I just need to be patient a bit longer, be grateful that in the scheme of things the injury is fairly minor and be thankful that I have a wonderful man who loves and looks after me … even when I’m grumpy and difficult 👌

Time to get on with the day, do the everyday household stuff and get in a bit of uke practice.

Wishing you a happy, positive and safe sun shiny day 🔆😎💐

 

 

“Life gets Tee-Jus Don’t It” !!!😉

Loved this as a child and today that’s just what it feels like.  I’m a “doing” person and being confined to being one handed (and the wrong hand at that!) has made me a bit grumpy and difficult to live with these past three weeks.

After seeing my doctor, who told me that it would be a good idea to leave the strapping off during the day when home so that I could use my hand “a little” and “not to overdo it”, I followed his advice … BUT how do you know if you’ve “overdoing it” when the aching pain doesn’t set in until about two hours later?! 🤔

So yes, life has been a bit tedious and I’ve been more than a bit frustrated … it’s only three weeks into the six week “healing process” …  and apparently it will take several months before it’s really back to “normal”.  Meanwhile all I can do is look longingly at my yarn and crochet projects and slowly, carefully and one handed re-arrange my yarn into a more colour coordinated order, and try finger picking my ukelele without actually doing the chords.  Having just joined a new uke group it’s frustrating to feel like I’m getting left behind … grrrr!!!

🤚🤚🤚Stop!!!  Warning!!!  This is sounding more and more like a “poor me” whinge session, and it may get worse 😝

No, let’s be positive!  Last weekend, with hand strapped and with Gordon’s staunch help, I managed to get to the Dunsborough SongFest with my Born to Sing choir and Secret Women’s Business Group.  I take my hat off to my wonderful man who has no interest at all in listening to choirs but happily packed up the car and camper trailer to take me south for three days.  Not only that, he even subjected himself to being the “bag man” for me and quite a few of the other ladies.  We women always need someone to look after our bags whilst we’re singing and Gordon was very quickly nominated and piled up with copious bags and “stuff”.  Naturally, by being the “bag man”, he then had no option but to stay and listen to our performances, which no doubt required a great deal of fortitude on his part.  He really does deserve 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 for this heroic effort 😍

The SongFest was a great weekend of singing in harmony but also a learning curve on how to better present ourselves to an audience, which is something we will be concentrating on in future choir sessions.  You never stop learning … not just the words of the many songs, or your own particular harmonies (I am what’s referred to as an Alto 1), but also learning to listen and blend your voice/harmony with those around you, how to stand or move in sync, how to enter and leave the stage … especially our large choir which can be anything from 50 to 150 people, but also our small Secret Women’s group of between 10 to 20 people.  Behind all of this is the driving force, the man who started it all, our choir master, Martin.  An amazing man who lives for music and pushes us to strive to be better and better and never become complacent … “there’s always room for improvement”!

So there it is … no crocheting being done, no uke being played but I could be a lot worse off, so no time for any more feeling sorry for myself, or whinging and moaning.  Just time to be thankful that the injury wasn’t worse, get on with what I can do, try not to “overdo it” and wait, wait, wait.

Wishing you health, happiness and a sun shiny day 😎😎

Out of Action😥👨‍⚕️

IMG_1610Life has it’s moments and at the moment I’m out of action with two fractured bones in my left hand .. which unfortunately also happens to be my dominant hand 😕.  Crochet, typing, and basically anything you use your hands for has become a challenge.  That’s not to say that I’m not up for a challenge, but it certainly takes the 🔆 out of the day.

We had been away for a week down south in Albany and we’d had a great time just chilling out, sampling some delicious food, ice cream, cheese, cider and toffees from the region and enjoying revisiting some of the local attractions including Jimmy Newell’s Harbour, The Gap and the Natural Bridge.  Gordon spent his early life in Albany and then we lived there for three years in the 1970s, so each year we have our yearly “Albany Fix” as we call it.

Another special attraction this year in Albany is the Field of Light: Avenue of Honour by Bruce Munro and it’s installed the length of the Avenue of Honour that leads up to the Desert Mounted Corps Memorial.  The installation is to mark the end of the Great War and the signing of the Armistice on 11 November 1918.  My camera really couldn’t do justice to the installation but this is what I managed to get …

The end of our trip was to be a fund raising ride/drive with an Albany group of big bike and old car enthusiasts and would go from Albany to Bridgetown and return over the weekend except we would be returning back home rather than going back to Albany.  We were in our Morris Minor van with the camper trailer on the back, so a bit of a challenge keeping up with the big bikes and the V8s.  The start of the run on the Saturday morning was from Albany out to Alkoomi Wines in the Frankand River wine region.  This was our stop for morning tea and the winery provided free tea and coffee to accompany the muffins that had been baked for us by the supporters of Hawthorn House, the Alzheimer’s Respite Centre in Albany that we were raising funds for.

From Alkoomi we were on back roads that were perfect for bikes but sometimes a bit of a challenge for our little beast.  I think Gordon’s cartoon perfectly describes the last section of the road into Bridgetown 😲.  I am not kidding you, the hills and bends were very challenging and the poor Green Hornet (that’s the car’s name 🙂) was constantly in first and second gear.  Our fuel consumption was atrocious and we had to stop to put more in.
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Finally arrived for lunch at The Cidery, which was very nice.  A walk down town and afternoon tea a bit later and then out to Sunnyhurst Chalets, our overnight accommodation.

That’s when the weekend fell apart due to my clumsiness.  The beds in the chalets had doonas on them, but the sheets were neatly folded alongside the bed ready to for us to make the bed up.  I knew making the bed would aggravate Gordon’s back so I sent him out to the car to get our bags and I was going to make the bed.  Folded the doona, picked it up, turned and walked towards a chair and next thing I’m on the ground, having caught my toe in a bit of the doona that I hadn’t fold up quite right!  As I fell I hit my hand against the edge of the cupboard … OUCH!!!!!  I actually thought (hoped!) that I’d just bruised it as at that stage I could bend my fingers but the pain was excruciating!  Gordon got ice out of the freezer and I sat for about half an hour hoping that it would improve … but no, it just got worse and in the end we went off to the local hospital where, after an x-ray, I was told I had broken the two bones in my hand connected to the little and ring fingers.  So splint made up, hand bandaged and Panadol and Neurofen swallowed.

Despite all of the above, we did have lovely weekend.  With the entry fees ($100 per vehicle), outside donations and the $4,500 raised at the Saturday night auction (all items had been donated by local Albany businesses), the group raised more than $7,500 for Hawthorn House, a non-profit organisation that doesn’t receive any government funding.

A great bunch of people with big hearts.  We have been been fortunate to be a part of this Raiser Ride for two consecutive years and all things going to plan we will join them again after next year’s “Abany Fix”.

So, that’s why I’ve been “missing in action” … and that’s it for now as two finger typing is quite exhausting (and painful).

Hoping this finds you hale and hearty and with no broken bones 😜

Wishing you sunshine and happiness 😎😍

Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows for Cobs with💝💝💝

What I love about this WordPress blog world is that you get to meet some lovely people.  One special person is Cobs from The Cobweborium Emporium.  Although we live at opposite ends of this wonderful planet called Earth we can communicate through the atmosphere and share thoughts and laughter and sorrows and joys.  We will never meet in person but does that matter?  I don’t think so.  Somehow you connect with people purely by the way they think and write.

Cobs is an amazingly talented artist in many ways.  I would love to be able to purchase some of her creations but they are very fragile and she tells me the cost through her postal service is too prohibitive so she doesn’t mail outside her own country.  I’m the loser here as she has some really lovely cards and fairy/gnome creations.  Go and have a look at her cards Begin Each Day with Twitchy Whiskers and Start Each Day with a Waggy Tail, just for example.

During an interaction with another follower, Cobs mentioned something called The Spoon Theory.  I Googled it and found that it was a way of explaining how people living with chronic pain/illness/whatever can explain what their life is like.  Having lived with back pain for more years than I really want to think about, I have finally found a way to explain how each moment of each day is a decision on what you are physically able to accomplish.  I try to not let back pain define me and I try to defy it every day but it’s something that can’t be explained to a “well” person.  There are certainly many days when I’ve “used up” all my spoons but there are also “good days” when I have some in reserve for those “not so good” days.

Today, in my world, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, the bees are busy pollinating our fruit tree blossom and I have an almost full hand of spoons so life is looking pretty good.

Here are some morning photos from the garden … sunshine, bees in blossom, flowers blooming, all is right with my world.

Wishing you all, and especially Cobs, a happy, sun shiny day filled with love and laughter 😍😎

Singing in the shower🛀🚿🎶

Does this video bring back memories for you?  I can remember hearing it over and over in the 1970s/80s when our children were young and as I couldn’t find a song about singing in the shower I thought I’d let Ernie sing about bath time with his rubber ducky.

Why did I want a song about singing in the shower?  Well, I’ve just finished this …
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a back scrubber for the shower.  This is a pattern from Red Heart and they use their own yarn called Scrubby.  I can’t get that here in Western Australia, but I did find a substitute at Knit Purl Yarn Boutique called Wendy Wash Knit (for pots and pits).  It’s a polyester yarn and very difficult to describe.  This is what it looks like close up …

It doesn’t feel scratchy, although it looks as if it should be.  I never feel like I’ve washed my back properly with a brush, so I’m hoping that this might do a better job.

It was incredibly difficult to crochet with as you can’t see your stitches and the roughish texture causes the yarn to stick rather than pull through smoothly.  I always love a challenge and this certainly has had its challenging moments 🤔

Things have been a bit quiet on the crochet front.  I’ve had issues with my right thumb in the very cold weather and I think perhaps it may be the beginning of arthritis.  What a pain (literally) that will be if it is.  Although I’m left hand dominant for most things, I crochet right handed.

Now that the weather is slowly warming up I’m hoping to get back into the hooks and yarn, although the next three months will be very heavily travel and choir-related and may restrict my crochet time.

Firstly, we’re having a camping week away down south in Albany and on our way home we’ll be joining a group of Albany motorbike and classic car enthusiasts on a fund raising ride for Hawthorne House, Albany’s Alzheimer’s Respite Centre.  It’s actually called a Raiser Ride and we joined them last year on their weekend ride from Albany to Ravensthorpe and return and were one of only four classic cars amongst a very large number of motor bikes.  The ride raised $4000 for children’s mental health last year and we’re hoping to raise even more on this year’s ride from Albany to Bridgetown and return (we won’t go back to Albany … instead we’ll keep heading north for home at the end of the weekend).

Then, after a short break back home, we’ll head south again, this time to Dunsborough for the SongFest where my choir, Born to Sing, will be performing over the weekend.  Always a lot of fun and very uplifting.  Gordon’s not into choir singing, so he’ll probably organise his kayak and fishing gear and perhaps his golf clubs as the caravan park we stay at is reasonably close to both the beach and the golf course.

That takes us into November and then the choir will be in full rehearsal mode for the Carols by Candlelight on the Perth foreshore in mid-December in aid of Variety – The Children’s Charity.

Goodness, that’s completely written off the rest of 2018 😲 Where did this year go?  Everyone I speak with says the same thing … this year has flown by.

The night is getting on, so time to sign off.  Wishing you sunshine, happiness and health 😎

What a wonderful world💐🔆🌺😎

Well, where did the time go?

We’re finally home from a wonderful four weeks away travelling north and east to seek out warmth, sunshine, wildflowers and orchids.  Did we achieve all of it?  Well, no … not really … but the wildflowers and orchids were absolutely wonderful.  The warmth and sunshine came and went and we did manage some lovely days at Carnarvon, Onslow, Mount Magnet and Mingenew, so we can’t really complain too much about the cold winds and occasional rain.

I took my crochet project with me, but there never seemed to be enough time to do anything with it.  Many of our days were spent on the road and when we did stay in one place for a few days we were out and about sightseeing and photographing.  Our evenings were usually spent with Gordon writing up his diary and drawing his “cartoon of the day” while I downloaded our photos and wrote up our computer blog (https://campertravelswesternaustralia.wordpress.com).  The nights were so cold that we were inside our little camper trailer by no later than 6.30pm, with the travelling fan heater going to keep us warm.

The wildflowers in Western Australia this year are amazing.  There’s been so much rain that the flowers are the best they’ve been for many years.  These photos are of everlastings (or paper daisies) at Coalseam Conservation Park.  The white everlastings were just flowering along the roadside.

There were everlastings flowering everywhere but you can’t keep stopping all the time or you’d never get where you’re supposed to be going.  The flowering trees and shrubs were all showing off their gorgeous flowers and our days were a constant kaleidoscope of colour.

These were some of the tiny orchids that we found …

Plus a photo of our trusty steed … a 1953 Morris Minor 1/4 tonne van called The Green Hornet … surrounded by everlastings …
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We had a lovely break but it’s good to be back home again.

No major crochet projects at present and no orders either 😪.  Time to warm up the crochet hook and get to it.

If you have something you’d like made especially for you or as a gift for someone special … just send me a message via the contact form and I’ll get right back to you 👍

Wishing you a world full of love and laughter 💝😺

“It’s a good day” … and it has been 🔆😎

Well, the day started a bit earlier than I’d planned.  Each Thursday we pick up our grandson from school and have him here overnight and then take him to school on Friday morning.  I’d set my alarm for 6.30am as his Mum was dropping in early this morning with his birthday cake to take to school, but I’d neglected to check the am/pm setting and I’d accidentally set the alarm for 6.30pm 😜.  So I was woken by Gordon saying “Jen’s here” at 6.45am.  Stumbled out of bed, dragged on dressing gown and greeted Jen with blurry eyes.  Jen is no slouch with “on demand” birthday cakes and this year’s cake is a Chinese dragon outlined with powdered icing sugar on a chocolate cake.  I should have taken a photo … but although I appeared to be awake, my brain was definitely still sleeping 😉

It’s a good day …. (“I said to the sun, good morning sun, rise and shine today”) it was a very chilly morning but the sun slowly rose and painted the tops of the trees with a soft golden glow.  The sky was a clear, light blue and the day promised to be glorious … especially after the cold, wet days we’ve been having.

It’s a good day … we had a wonderful morning visiting our new grandchild and parents (plus our grand-dog, mustn’t miss her out!).  There is no way to describe the feeling of holding and cuddling a new baby member of the family.  Gordon did the magic “sleeping arm” trick and in no time one little baby was off into dreamland.  I remember when Will was a baby that he would just nod off to sleep in no time when Gordon was holding him.  I think Gordon must exude some sort of sleeping potion as his shoulder has that same effect on me if I put my head there 😊😍

It’s a good day … we finally heard from Kiel, (our mechanic when it’s something that Gordon can’t fix) to say that our car was finally ready (after about six weeks!).  Not Kiel’s fault … just a series of weird things that needed to be sorted out on an old 1984 Holden Statesman.  Cost-wise, maybe not so good,  but Kiel has been very generous and kept the cost as low as he could.  So it was still a good day as we finally had the “Statey” back home where it belongs.

It’s a good day … I finished my three beanie order for Cindy and the three flowers for Anne and messaged them that their orders were ready.

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and Anne’s removable flowers for her beanie …

With orders completed I will now get back to Gordon’s knee warmer and see if I can finish it off.   There’s also a pair of shark slippers for eldest son that were put on the back burner … I should probably get them out and start again with different yarn.

It’s a good day … I managed to get the washing done and mostly dry before the black rain clouds started gathering again.  Overnight on the clotheshorse to air out and I’ll be able to put it all away tomorrow.

So yes, “It’s a good day, how could anything go wrong, a good day from morning to night”…..

Hoping you’re also having a good day.

PS: It’s raining on the plains again (hope it gets where it needs to go).  I can feel another song coming on 😉 … it’s a duet.  Can you guess who is singing it?  Let me know?

 

The Sun is Shining, C’mon Get Happy 😍😄😎🎶

 

“The sun is shining, c’mon get happy” … and it is!  It may be cold and it’s probably going to rain, but at the moment the 🔆🔆🔆 is streaming in through the kitchen window and I’m basking in its warmth as I sit here with a cup of tea, a biscuit and my trusty computer. 

As an impressionable young person I saw this movie and talked my parents into buying this record, which I still have in my vinyl collection.  Get Happy was one of my favourite songs from the movie and it still makes my toes itch to get up and dance when I hear it (Gordon commented just now that it’s a good quickstep … wish we had room to dance in the house 🎶)  There are some great songs from this movie … Blue Moon, I’ll Walk Alone, It’s a Good Day, and Tea for Two.

This week Get Happy was triggered by the cover of the latest The Big Issue that I buy from Kevin, our friendly TBI vendor, each fortnight at the Sunday Kalamunda Farmers’ Market.  The current Big Issue has this as its cover ….

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As soon as I saw the cover the song just popped into my head and I’ve had trouble trying to erase it since.  Gordon suggested I put on The Sherrahs CD to block it out, so I guess I’ll just end up with a different song going around in my head 🎶🎶 😏

On the crochet front, as I mentioned in my FB post, I’ve been busy but have neglected to take photos of finished and delivered orders.  I’ll try and remember to take photos later this week as I race to finish a couple of orders.  We’re planning a camping trip, so I need to get these items finished and delivered before we take off.

The biggest challenge I’m facing at the moment is that Gordon asked for a knee warmer for his left leg that has no kneecap.  For some reason that knee gets very cold and this winter he’s really feeling it.  I thought it would be simple to crochet a knee warmer but the challenge is that you need the bulk in the front to come over the knee but not behind the knee.  I’ve solved that part (I think!) but now I need to work out how to put the top ribbing on.  It’s certainly a challenge and I may have to rip it all out and start again.  I also neglected to write down what I’ve done to date 🤔 so I’ll need to take time to write it down so that I can adjust the design if I need to start again.  At least the bottom ribbing for below the knee is easy, it’s the actual body of the knee part that’s the real challenge.  

This is where it’s at … so far ….

Nothing like a challenge to get the brain cells working overtime.  My other thought is that perhaps I don’t need to put ribbing on the top section but rather decrease the stitches enough that it will stay in place and not slip down but also be easy enough to actually get on over foot and knee.

Well, sun is starting to hide ⛅, dishes need to be done (wish there were fairies🧚‍♂️ to do the housework) and other “stuff” needs to be dealt with.  Time to shut the computer and get down to it.

Wishing you a happy, sunny day 😍🔆😎