Pictures of the new paint.

Chef Salads made by Jasmine and Jeremiah.

Gregg asked me to make a scarf for the cabint he rebuilt. We have the tv sitting on top of the cabinet and Gregg is worried about scratches. This is what I came up with.




Table runner. I made two, one for the sideborad and one for the table. The fabric is so fun, little teapots, tea cups, creamer and sugar containers!

I adore this fabric. New valances for the living and dining room. Not a great picture....

Burp cloth

sewing

I have been in a sewing mood this winter. Here are some of the baby bibs I have sewn.
Next week I will post them for sale.

I am behind on posting. Gregg and I did get the living and dining room painted. I don't have it put back together. I will work on that today, along with some cleaning and baking and more phone calls. It is only Tuesday but the week has been very long. Sunday night I recieved a phone call from dad's gf telling me dad had been flown out fight for life to Omaha. Frantic packing after that and more phone calls. At the last minute I decided I needed to stay home. Gf and her daughter and my sister and her husband were in Omaha with dad. Jasmine has been having problems with her JRA. I wasn't comfortable leaving her. If I am not here, Gregg is at work, and something happens, the kids are on thier own. I know they are getting older but I worry. I am waiting for phone call this morning for a update. The doctor was in with dad when I called. He is out of ICU. We are all concerned since dad had the same surgery four weeks ago. Civilian doctors say one thing, the VA says another. The opinions are worlds apart. Dad insists on the VA doctors and hospitals. Update here. Dad is up and moving, shaved himself this morning. Gf says he looks great. The doctors were unable to complete the surgery due to dads bp spiking. He will have another surgery in March. Each surgery the doctors have said they have fixed the problem. Then dad starts vomiting bile and is bright yellow. Things are the way they are, this is out of my hands. Time for math, cleaning, laundry and baking.

Jasmine two years old.

Jeremiah at 2 years old.

This is a picture of the kids two years ago! Time does fly.