Spring Happenings

Spring happenings: It's been a busy, but joy-filled Easter weekend! The bluebirds have decided to start a substantially-sized family right here. Spring has taken hold.  Even though Easter Sunday was much later this year, it still was a bit chilly, surprisingly. We've had gloriously sunny days and then rain on Friday which washed the pollen from the air, albeit temporarily, and ushered in some cooler nights. Easter won't be this late again until 2030; I did learn that the latest that Easter can be possibly be celebrated is April 25, that will occur in 2038-- I'll be 85. 😲

I am including, below, a photo journal of the weekend's activities including some holiday breakfast baking, some house-cleaning and organizing, a scene from a Holy Week play, Easter Sunday church service and post-dinner posing from the youngest two grandchildren. No sewing, unless I count placing the final stitches in the binding of the Fuse, Fold and Stitch rug. Guess what's on the agenda for this week?

I cleaned out decades' worth of accumulated young-children's books and repurposed this guest room bookcase. 

Selected age-appropriate titles now reside in a basket for choosing by our youngest overnight guests. 

Happy Easter!

Life is Good!

Whose Idea?

Whose idea was this? Scented trash bags? Why? Okay, so I might understand why someone thought this could, potentially, be beneficial. C'mon, if your trash can has become so obnoxiously odorous, then it's high time for it to be transferred outdoors, not be masked (or combined with the objectionable scent of the bag itself). I detest these bags; my frustration level was only compounded when I stood in the store, in need of tall kitchen bags, and only having the choice of one scent over another: Fresh Clean, Gain Original, Gain Island Fresh, Fresh Lemon, Hawaiian Aloha, Lavender Breeze, Lightly Scented and Fresh Vanilla. 😝 I believe I will be carrying out the trash a LOT more often, accelerating the race to the bottom of this sixty bag box. Groan. Does anyone like this product? Anyone? Please, Glad, take a step back and make your original, unscented, tall kitchen trash bags easily available again. Now, as far as your claim that these are 2X stronger, I'm not sure what this is in comparison to; but that's another matter altogether. Hey, I can always double-bag these to the trashcan outside... that will hasten the disposal of these at twice the speed! 💡 Brilliant.

And then there's this: the ceiling demolition has begun, behind closed bedroom doors at the end of the hall. 

View into our bedroom: one of three rooms where ceilings are coming down. Shudder.

Today is Friday, my cleaning day. I can't clean with all of this going on (the noise in here is brain-rattling); those of you who know me will understand that this provides a great deal of anxiety, that, plus the fact that the bedroom furniture (minus our bed) is temporarily living in the family room. Oh, my. Chaos reigns. Hmmm... whose idea was this? This is my coping mechanism: breathing in, breathing out. One. Day. At. A. Time. I can't bear to think about how long this dust manufacturing process will go on, once this is done the hardwood floors will require sanding and refinishing! (Actually, this makes those silly scented trash bags seem like a trivial matter.) I am focusing on the positive now, the flood didn't occur anywhere near my sewing space; Hannes and I are hanging out in here today, this room has never been cleaner or better organized. And that, my friends, was my MY idea!

Life is Good!

Phil's Prediction

Punxsutawney Phil predicted, a week and a half ago, that winter isn't over yet; not by a long shot. Someone needs to communicate this fact to our daffodils which are happily bursting forth in bloom each day, such a lovely harbinger of the changing seasons. But, we know enough not to be fooled, Mother Nature can be quite the trickster. Only yesterday, the afternoon temperature soared into the seventies under bright blue, cloudless skies. However, just a few days ago we awakened to a hard frost that sent the most amazingly intricate ice crystal formations plowing up through the as-of-yet-unseeded topsoil out in front of our house; the weird landscape looked as though it came from another planet, it was fascinating. Welcome to spring in North Carolina where the temperatures and the weather can change in the blink of an eye. I hope that this February day provides treasures outside your window, wherever you are located.

Peace reigns at Chez Goodneedle once again, the fans, dryers and dehumidifiers have left! It will be quiet here until Friday when the bedroom ceilings are slated for demolition; looks like I won't be cleaning house that day-- at least not down at the bedroom end. 

Wow.😲

Life is Good!