Okra

This post has nothing to do with crochet. Haha.

I have been touting the properties of Okra for upset stomachs for years, so, today, why did I let myself suffer for 3 hours? A new medication made me extremely sick to my stomach. When I finally thought I was going to upchuck at any second, I finally decided to boil some frozen okra pods. I told myself that if it worked immediately, I was going to kick myself. I kicked myself! When will I ever learn to follow my own advice.

In my own defense, I must add that I am seldom nauseous -- maybe once every 10 years or so.

It only took eating four boiled pods of Okra. Four, because they were small.

The great news is that today I felt absolutely no pain. My Doctor prescribed Arthrotec for arthritis. It is a non-steroid pain killer and anti-inflamatory.

Ugh!! Booties

It has been over 40 years since I last crocheted a pair of booties. A new grandson is shortly due, so I bought yarn and a pattern and sat down with hook ready to go. The crochet instructions made absolutely no sense at all. I decided to just blindly follow along and see where it got me... that was nowhere. I went online and downloaded another bootie pattern, this one free. It was only slightly easier to follow.

I think what kept throwing me was that the instructions both started at the top cuff then went to instep and sole. If I remember right, I started with the sole and worked up back when I was making booties for my children.

I finally succeeded in creating the first bootie, but, I think now I will just start over and make two new ones.

There is a cute little beret to go with the booties.

Love

Not a day goes by since Mama died that I am not(should 'not' be here?) reminded of some incidence in my life with Mama where I could have been more considerate, more understanding, more compassionate... where I could have listened more carefully to what she was saying... when I could have been more caring, tender, loving... when I could have been less frustrated with her... thought less of my feelings, when I could have made her feel more loved, and not expected anything in return other than knowing I had tried my best to make her happy, comfortable, content. What does it matter in the end, whether our loved ones are perfect or not... whether they fulfill all of our expectations or not. If we love, it needs must be unconditional.

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I Love Etsy's community

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The right shape!

I worked really hard to get the shape of the hat just the way I wanted it. I crocheted and unraveled and tried again until it came out right. I was afraid my yarn would give out, but it didn't. Luckily, I was using natural products, not synthetics.

This was my first try... close, but no cigar!






I finally reached nirvana when I made this one. It didn't get unravelled. It did get made into a PDF pattern and was awarded a cute Trillium flower for the effort.










Making sure the pattern worked, I made this model, but altered it a bit by making the back brim smaller than the front brim.







Wanting one that didn't have the ribbing, I came up with this one.










Then without even thinking about it, this one arrived.

Now, I am wondering if I am stuck with this shape forever!!!!

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