Pro bono

Yesterday, for some reason, turned out to be Volunteer Day for me. In the morning, I returned a call from my former voice teacher. I was hoping she had some kind of musical thing she wanted me to do. Instead, she asked if I knew anything about framing pictures. As a matter of fact, I used to work in an art and framing store, matting and framing pictures. I went to her house, and by noon, I had finished framing her picture. Then I moved on to a dress someone wanted me to hem with my serger. The friend I was doing this for had traded me a spool of wooly nylon for my work. My serger didn't work on this very frail fabric and ended up leaving a frayed edge and a line of serging thread that had frayed off the end of the fabric. I fiddled and experimented and finally ended up sewing a rolled hem on my other machine.
Finally in the evening, my sweet neighbor who has been my best friend since I moved here 20 years ago ended up coming over, since poor Sailor was called out to work a graveyard shift as the welders fixed some blown out tubes at the power plant. We had a "girls night out" or maybe I should say "in" as we made handouts for her upcoming lesson in Relief Society. I had so much fun with my sweet friend laughing and talking while we made her handouts. We were going to watch a movie, but ended up just talking. Her dad has been terribly sick and then died this spring, and she has been so busy either taking care of him for years or just recovering from his death that I haven't seen much her. It was such a fun evening, even though we dragged to bed by 3:00 a.m.
I am still working on my grand daughter's blessing dress which has to be done by Saturday when she is blessed in her home.
Sharing talents and serving others is such a refreshing thing to do. I find myself so much happier when I have done something for someone else. Its amazing when doing these types of things how one is no longer focusing on themselves but busily and happily serving someone else.
And even though I feel wiped out from keeping such late hours, I cherish that time spent with my sweet friend.
~a

Savage Chickens: Pi Cartoon

I thought this was hilarious. Funny drawing, it looks like a chicken and yet . . . This guy is talented.

I guess it must be Einstein's birthday.

~a

Poetry

My darling Granddaughter wrote some poems and she gave them to me in her handwriting. She is my S1's oldest daughter.
These poems are precious. And I told her that I would put them on my blog. She was excited about that.
She is so amazing for only being 6 years old. So without further adieu. . .

The first is called "Snow"

Snow
white
fluffy
soft
cold
snow.
Silvery
see-through
sparkley
slippery
snow.

When she read that to me, I was amazed a tiny girl her age is writing poetry.

the second one is called "Sky"

Sky

Sky is blue
Sky is green
Sky is pretty
everything

You've seen
Sky is blue
Sky is red
Is Sky purple?
ask your dad.

I saved the "Best" for last. . .
I will write it exactly how she wrote it. She did this on purpose:

Best

am the Best
reader

am the Best
witer
somehow
or outer.

But am not
the Best
spelerr

btw. She is only in 1st grade, and around Christmas her parents learned she is reading at the top level of a 2nd grader who is about to graduate to 3rd grade. Thank goodness for a great school and teacher who is willing to continue to challenge her. Unlike my D1's 2nd grade teacher.

D1 was reading words at age 3. She was reading scriptures with expression so well, by the age of 5 we gave her the Bible we had purchased to give to her on her 8th birthday. She was reading Little House on the Prairie-type books by 1st grade. When I approached the teacher in 2nd grade, asking him to give her harder books, he said he was not allowed. She had to twiddle her thumbs and wait for the class to catch up. It took clear until she was a junior in HS before it caught up with her. She is still very intelligent, I don't think that goes away, just because the teachers don't comply. I quite enjoy her enthusiasm for life and learning.

But to my little grand daughter and to her mom and dad, I salute you. It is such a fun adventure to watch these sweet children grow and become amazing people, isn't it?

I Am So Proud!

This is my little sister ! This is on a web site that sells these imported whiskey glasses from Scotland! She is so amazing! She paints glass, anything is a canvas. I am so proud of my cute ZB. Isn't she beautiful? And to think people once thought we were twins. I am so honored.
~a