Besides making my Grandmother's flower garden/Tillie's Mosaic quilt, which is the best hand sewing project I can recommend for waiting on Doctors, and at bedsides in hospitals, I've been enjoying other sensory perceptions.
The new Indiana Jones movie was like being on a ride at an amusement park. I never really engaged with the movie-action or script. But, you got to see it, because it's picks up somewhat from the original movie and I guess it's okay. If nothing else, they brought back Karen Allen who, a while back was a really great actress that seemed to drop off the planet for a while, but, now we can see her again. She's knitting, I understand, so she must be a great person, maybe could have been a little better if she's a quilter, but, knitting is good...smile.
A better afternoon spent is watching a French film with subtitles, the Diving Bell and the Butterfly. It's about the editor of Elle Magazine who has a stroke at the age of 42 and how he writes a book just by blinking it out to a nurse. The French really are cutting edge movie makers and some of the scenes in this movie are impossible-I won't give away anything. This is an interesting movie and the soundtrack is awesome-I recommend buying that, the variety is wonderful, U2 to Tom Waits, luscious.
The book I was given as some fluff reading is Stealing Shadows by Kay Hooper. It's a nice page turner with detective/psychic/serial killer finder/person...you know what I mean. The book is a romantic thriller and I usually shy away from this type of thing, but, I started reading it and couldn't stop.
So, there you have, may while away the time while I while away the time ideas for you.
Ain't Life grand...smile
Well, cancer has not completely got me down. I have had a lot of down time, running my DD #1 back and forth to radiation everyday and will for the next 6 weeks, while going through chemotherapy every 2 weeks. This stuff is way not fun. I'm not even in the ballpark of no fun, compared with Jennifer. Ah well, this time next year, it should all be a bad memory.
Someone called from our wonderful church today. They got my name mixed up with Jennifer and said they'd keep us in their prayers. I guess God knows which is which, so it okay. Our church is getting so large, I know it's impossible for someone to remember all however many thousands are now attending. But, I've never met this new minister and have been attending said church for 12 years now. I don't go every time the doors are open, but, I was going every Tuesday to lead our church quilt group, Northeast Quilting Friends. I haven't attend but, once in the last several months because I don't want to be a downer to the group. The last time I came to the meeting I cried. The ladies have managed quite well without me. What did I expect? Helplessness? A complete loss of quilt abilities? Nope, they did just fine, when I came back the one time. Ah well, what will be, will be and the quilting group goes on.
Anywho, here's Jennifer in her radiation session. It's quite the science 
fiction setting, but, it's no fiction...lots of science. Life does go on, everyone has their own soap operas to manage. 
Speaking of newest, my niece had a baby boy, Daxton. She sent pictures of him dressing in his 
Oklahoma State University outfit, of which Boomer Sooner is the mascot. So, in honor of our new Boomer Sooner, here is my original design of an OU baby quilt! Hah! Who needs a pattern. 
I tried a new boarder technique where I made the center blocks and then laid the border on top of the red blocks then did a raw edge 
appilque curving to add some visual texture to the straight blocks. And everyone wants to the back, so here it is, flannel. 
they do to make their familiar sound, as they push their way up and out of the ground. 
This is the year for the 17 year cicadas to emerge from the ground here in Oldham County, Kentucky, Crestwood, to be sort of exact. We are about 20 miles north of Louisville. Different parts of the country have broods that come out on particular summers. The sound is defining. I don't know how to describe it.
Democratic National Committee rules hearing. They are probably deciding the presidential election with their vote to allow, or not to allow the delegates. Wouldn't you have loved to have been a fly on the wall when they left the TV room and went behind closed doors? I wonder what they said.
