Life is good. I picked up my new sewing machine today. I had time to set it up and read the instruction book and try out a few stitches. By that time it was time to meet the girls for dinner.

Dinner was great, but we spent part of the time talking about how are parents are aging, and how we are getting older. It was our lives, but now I feel rather old. And tired. I think I need to go to bed.

Which makes me realize I may never be fully finished with the catch up with my sleep phase of retirement. The fact that being able to sleep in is a joy is another sign that I am getting old. Neither Boy A or B would voluntarily take a nap or go to bed early for any reason what so ever. Keeping up with them makes me feel old too. Old but lucky.

What's even worse than being old is I am turning into my mother. The crafts that I enjoy are the ones I learned from my mother and her mother (knitting, quilting and sewing) . It is special when I think that those crafts are passed down from who knows how many earlier generations. are the ones I learned from her. It is family, tradition and part of the definition of who I am. But at the same time, not many women want to be like their mother. (No my folks do not know I keep a blog).

Crafting is going well, I felted the three bags and the slippers. I love them all. I used one, the one that I had dyed with kool aid, when I went out to dinner tonight. It was a hit. And if my camera was working I would post a picture. But since it isn't you'll just have to take my word for it that it is very cool.

You all need to see the quilt too. I love it, I love the fact that it is made of various sized rectangles of vivid colors-- hot pink, bright orange, vibrant yellow, wild green. Most of the colors are take from the few prints I am using. I'm using it to symbolize the transition from work to retirement. It is a large rectangle bound with wild green, that made up of rectangles of various sizes each bound with it's own color. Each of those rectangles is mode up of 10 to 15 ish small rectangles. If I can figure out the embroidery part of my new baby, I'll embroidery something around the edge about transition give us the opportunity to use the blocks of our experience to build a new life.

I love the quilt, but it sure is bright.