Saturday, January 14, 2017

2017 Project 365 – Week Two

Oh man, we are still SO not into the swing of remembering to take pictures! This week is pretty lame, except for a few shots by Dr. M. Ah well, it’s only week two, so hopefully we’ll get a little better…
Sunday, January 8th     
This was such a bittersweet day. It was our priest’s last service at our church. We had a big party for her that afternoon – I think we sent her off in style. Now we have to take the next steps without her. But I’m not sharing pictures from any of that. From Facebook: I don’t know why people keep laughing when they see me.


Monday, January 9th          
The top of my head. Why yes, this photo WAS taken at almost 10:00 at night, why do you ask? Anyway, I keep thinking I’ll color my hair, but I sort of like the brindle look I’ve got going on here.


Tuesday, January 10th                          
The moon! Thank goodness for the Moon Man so that we got a real picture!


Wednesday, January 11th                  
Oh this is what sadness looks like. My old faithful coat, my boon companion for the last (at least) 16 Ohio winters, has finally started to disintegrate. And what might be even sadder is that I wore it for several days without realizing how bad the rip was (I thought I’d just caught the corner of the pocket & needed to sew it up). You see here pictures of the coat from happier times: Me dressing like the Ally Sheedy character from the Breakfast Club in 2006, and my “I don’t like winter” face from 2007.


Thursday, January 12th  
Here we are again being rescued from tedium by Dr. M. Our back yard has been busy!


Friday, January 13th     
I’ve been making these messy bun hats. Of course, I have no hair, but I think you get the idea of what’s supposed to happen. I had a little yarn mishap along the way.


Saturday, January 14th       
Tomorrow is my first “solo” Vestry meeting (it’s my job to run them when we don’t have a priest). I also need to complete our annual Parochial report. It’s been sitting on my desk for a week now, and I did look through it once, but this is a task that I used to do with Mother Lynn (or rather, I helped her do it), and I feel a little pitiful doing it on my own this year. It’s hard to believe that she’s gone, and in just over a month I’ll be gone too. I believe that my church will survive quite nicely without us, but it will be hard for a little while. Don’t suppose any of you want to move to Xenia & join the Altar Guild?



Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Blanket Tuesday

I finished afghan #3 over the weekend & realized that I'd never shared a photo of the 2nd blanket. So, without further ado:


The temperature monster is still on hold while I wait for more yarn. Stay tuned!

Saturday, January 7, 2017

2017 Project 365 – Week One

Here we go again. After one year off from Project 365 (one-ish picture a day for 365 days) I decided that I need to do it because I don’t journal and who the heck knows what happened when, if you don’t journal? But after so long without having to remember to take a picture every day I had to put a reminder on my phone. Which is why most of these pictures are in the evening after the reminder goes off.
But first, a brief note about why we’re moving. We made the decision after our Thanksgiving visit to our fathers. We felt a strong need to move closer to Dr. M’s father, in particular. He is in his 80s and needs both of his sons to be there to support him. And because I am able to keep my same job and work from a home office we thought this was the right time to go. I’m pretty excited about it, although I feel like the Old North State is mocking us with the 6 – 9 inches of snow they got overnight. What the heck NC – minimal snow was going to be a perk of moving back home! So there, you have the rest of the story. Now, onward to my week…

Sunday, January 1st     
The temperature monster. It's not done. I have two rows to go (ran out of purple), and a gazillion ends to weave in. But I couldn't wait to measure it. With the border (just doing the sides), it's going to be a little over 9 feet by 5 feet. Whew! The second picture is a sample of what the border will look like.



Monday, January 2nd           
Working a jigsaw puzzle on my new iPad. Remember how I got the wrong one last year? Whoa – this is SO MUCH BETTER! We’re still using the old one to play music (listening to the Melody Gardot station on Pandora right now while I’m writing this).


Tuesday, January 3rd                          
Dr. M has been doing a lot of reading since Christmas. It’s so cozy – I listen to an audio book & crochet & sneak & take pictures of him reading.


Wednesday, January 4th                  
Random shot of the sun while I ran errands. That’s my church to the left (the town clock tower is in the middle of the photo).


Thursday, January 5th  
We got a cute little snow today – just three inches.




Friday, January 6th     
Ms. Pinky and Ms. Rita at dusk. Yes, they’ll be heading to NC with us.


Saturday, January 7th       
The Penguin of the Lord! And if you look closely, you can see the golden fleece…



Friday, January 6, 2017

Facebook Status

Just heard on my audio book: "Someone once said, no one really wants an afghan." Meanwhile, I'm working on an afghan.



Monday, January 2, 2017

Monday Miscellany

I forgot it was Monday because I had the day off. And, actually, it's a wonder I went to church yesterday because, really, I've had no clue when and where I am. I haven't worked since December 22nd. This must be how being retired feels... So, in keeping with the random that is my brain today, here is a list:

1. Go check out Dr. M's last post here. It has sheep (Gasp! I know!), and cows, and birds seen at my dad's house, and hilarious captions.

2. We found a house to rent while we were in NC over Christmas. It's not quite, but almost exactly between my dad and Dr. M's dad, in a little subdivision, but in the country. There's a gas station not too far away, but it's almost 10 miles to a grocery store, fast food, or pizza. That will take some getting used to! I think Dr. M plans to do a lot of cooking (I HOPE Dr. M plans to do a lot of cooking!).

3. We plan to be moved by the end of February.  That little sentence is quite exhausting. I'll just move on to the next item.

4. There is no next item. Oh, yes - I'm sort of close to being done with the temperature monster, but not really. I only have two more rows to crochet (ran out of purple). but I still need to weave in a gazillion ends and then do the border. I'll post a picture of it later because...

5. I'm doing Project 365 again next year! And I just this minute realized that I haven't taken a picture yet today... So, I guess I'm done with this post & off to find a subject worthy of photography.

Later!

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Merry Christmas

It's no secret that 2016 was a really hard year for the Bug household. But we are hoping that 2017 will (at least personally) be MUCH better. As is traditional, I'm sharing our annual Christmas poem, written by Dr. M this year. What is NOT traditional is that I included a note in our cards this year. I'm sharing most of that with you as well.

This is our annual Christmas poem, from hearts broken by 2016. It is a reminder of the travails of a certain refugee family long ago, and the fears and woes of our world today. It is a Christmas lament, written for anyone who feels cast out, without shelter...anyone whose refuge, whose Zion, was shattered by 2016. Peace on Earth, good will to all is our fervent prayer.


Dear Friends and Family,


We sat down and wept

Since we sent out last year’s poem a number of things happened which made Mike write a lament for our annual poem. We lost two people in his family (Aunt Helen and Uncle Barry). We lost my dad’s wife Amy. The head of my department at work died after a very brief fight against brain cancer. Mike’s school cut several positions; his was one of them. My nephew Brandon deployed to Afghanistan. My priest is retiring next month. And Donald Trump is the new president-elect.


And remembered Zion, our refuge

In response to all of that, it feels as if our safe place, our refuge, has been shattered – we grieve, we wail, we post epic rants on Facebook. And, we decide to move back to North Carolina, possibly in late winter or early spring. I will keep my same job, and Mike will spend time with his father and replenish his emotional resources. Whatever 2017 brings, we’ll face it with feet firmly planted on the red clay of home.


The Poem

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down,
yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
Upon the willows in the midst thereof
we hanged up our harps. For there they
that led us captive required of us songs,
and they that wasted us required of us mirth,
saying, ‘Sing us one of the songs of Zion.’ How
shall we sing the LORD'S song in a strange land?

                                    Psalm 137: 1-4


It is a season of lament—
Unwed mother, pregnant, stunned, shunned.
Older tradesman viewed with cynical suspicion
As he cares for the living vessel of Presence.
Zion shattered, they cling to each other and God.

It is a season of great worry—
New accounting, and, always, taxes to be paid.
Difficult journeys to be taken and retaken
With no clear vision of what the future holds.
Quo vadis? Where are you going? Do you know?

It is a season of homelessness—
In one fell day, secure shelters can vanish.
Cast off, adrift, wandering, we wonder…
Many of us feel mocked, displaced, rejected.
Is there room for us at the tables being set?

It is a season of faith leaps—
A weary couple seeking a new life, yet again.
Together struggling with the real, hard now,
Yet ever walking hand in hand the road
Before them, delicate steps, but walking still.

Have faith in this season of uncertainty—
By strange waters we have sat down and wept,
All of us, as we have mourned unsettling loss.
Our refuge shattered, we were unable to sing.
But in time, we each fetched our harps. Amen!

We SHALL overcome…

Mike & Dana
 Christmas 2016

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Random

To entertain you while you wait for our annual Christmas poem (you ARE waiting, right? With bated (baited?) breath? Ha!

Something I posted on Facebook: Noticed today that one pant leg was a LOT longer than the other one. Of course I became convinced that my hip surgery (from 5 years ago) had suddenly shortened my leg. Mike (not being a drama queen) measured the pants. Yep - one inseam was over an inch longer than the other one. So I guess I'll cancel that (mental) order for a shoe insert.

My most recent Facebook profile picture: (Nance, please note the mascara flake under my left eye. Do not purchase Revlon Ultimate All-in-One mascara!)



Stuff I’ve crocheted while I haven't been blogging:








I'm mostly done with blanket number two. And yesterday I crocheted through the end of November on that temperature monster. It's looking like the Year of the Blanket won't be finished until sometime in January. And even though I looked at the post about the 2017 blanket crochet along, I am NOT going to participate. Nope. Mostly because I have my eye on a totally different kind of blanket. Ha!

OK, I need to get out of here & go finish my Christmas shopping!