Sometimes I just don’t have a title. This day is done. I’m exhausted. Mindy McCready’s death makes me sad. I really liked her music.

I volunteered to help with an online event in the Harry Potter Ravelry group I’m in and haven’t gotten much help from the other ladies. I am a bit ticked and I think it’s showing as much as I don’t want it too. I don’t usually volunteer for things because I’m not in a place to be ok with taking on the whole project. i SHOULD HAVE KNOWN IT WOULD END UP THAT WAY. It usually (always) does.

I’m making a shawl for Dr Kamdar to take to her mother in India. I don’t like the yarn, but it’s what she brought me to work with. It’s an off white acrylic. I decided to make the back squared off so sitting on the pointed end won’t pull the shawl off the fragile, tiny, woman’s shoulders. It’s garter stitch and I’ll put a crocheted edging on it to make it special. I really hope she likes it. I’m making wrist warmers to match it.

Well dearies (as miss Brenda would say) I’m sleepy and my bed is singing softly to me, crooning low and gently with fluffy pillows whispering my name. I can resist no longer. ❤


About Green Jean Granny

I believe in and practice positive living with a bit of a barb it seems. I love YARN, music, reading, history, and gemstones. I am passionate about the Earth. I am a true homebody. I've said I was Pagan for years to separate myself from a churchy upbringing and judgmental family that left me outside of its beliefs. I believe it's our responsibility to tend and protect the Earth. I basically do my thing in a (not so) quiet, amused way. I believe in the power of my own hands, the energy of combined prayer, and caring for the earth. I attend a nondenominational Christian Church. I have 6 kids, all home-born and successfully breastfed. The oldest 5 are grown. The youngest is attending Community College and living at home. I'm the oldest of 9, daughter of a missionary mother who lives in The Republic of Congo, married to the son of a preacher, with 3 spoiled dogs and and an add on (my daughter's pit bull lives here for a bit while she hikes the Appalachian Trail. Right now, there is small balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative disc disease and fibromyalgia. I believe we owe it to ourselves to protect our mental health. It's precious and the one thing we can control. I dislike my own housework and I talk too much. I bought a house in North Carolina and after trying to get my husband here for 6 months, he had a stroke. I'm a two-time caregiver. Steve's got hemiparesis and diabetes and is learning to walk and trying to use his right side again. It's slow going. Our 10 kitties were rehomed by rescue after his stroke.
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