Anyhoo...here's a sweet picture of Dad at our piano a few weeks ago.
He doesn't like to play much any more, because the Parkinson's makes it difficult. The fingers on his left hand dance all around and miss the right keys, but I don't care. His right hand gets enough of it right that the tune is carried just fine. My dad was an accomplished pianist, and losing the ability to play well has made him sad. I remind him of violinist Itzhak Perlman's remark: "Play with everything you have. When you sustain a loss, play with everything you have left."
Another sweet picture taken recently...
This is our daughter and one of her Godsons. He's a serious little fellow. He is the son of our girl's best friend from high school. It's been so precious to see these girls grow up, and now one is a mom. I remember driving these girls to different events, chatter and giggles coming from the back seat. Childhood is so short. This little guy will be going to college before I know it.
Here's a cool YouTube video I followed this morning to make a purse organizer.
It was easy, took only an hour. I used Christmas fabric scraps - gingerbread people and a holly print.
I tucked my wallet in the center of the organizer, but then found it works better on one side of my purse, because I'm always pulling my wallet out. I can still easily reach everything.
I found this video while scrolling through facebook. I should have been writing, but you know how facebook pulls you in....you just want to see how a friend's sick aunt is doing, and pretty soon, you're watching five-year olds sing opera from a church stage. One link leads to the next and, oh my, there just went three hours. I'm so glad this morning, I got a purse organizer out of it.
Check out this delicious shot...
My favorite pizza. Once my nose stopped dripping, I felt like cooking again, and this was the first thing I made. Butternut squash on the right side, ground beef on the left for the hubs. Recipe here, if you'd like to try it: FAVORITE PIZZA. You might never order Pizza Hut again.
Finally, (I'm cleaning out my camera), one of my photographs was featured in an annual magazine for Ward Realty on Topsail Island. I spent a week there with my sister in October, and I took pictures like a crazy woman, hoping to find a gem that would make the book (they request submissions from renters.) This is the picture I hoped would make it....
Yes, it's wacky. My sister, a friend, and I were looking at our reflection in the water when a breeze came along and created a wave. Our friend snapped a picture, and here we are - witchy fingers, blockhead, and turmor-arm. A great example of the fun you can have on Topsail Island.
Well, Ward Realty wanted something a little more conventional. They chose this picture of mine to be in the book. I guess they didn't want wackos renting their beautiful homes.
I even got a byline. If my book is never snapped up by a publisher, I can still claim I've been published. I'll take what I can get.
Another hour has passed since I sat down to write this post. My husband will be home in two hours. I better get up and do something constructive, like bake cookies.
Thanks for popping in!