Robin's Nest

  This week has been one of remembering... not the things I need to get done. Just remembering the past. Days gone by. I am probably the most technically challenged person I know so trying to get into old accounts and retrieve pictures is especially challenging. However, I did manage to retrieve a few. (344) After having many of them printed at Walgreen's I brought them home and have enjoyed watching the girls as they admire their baby pictures and tell what "they remember". The youngest is 8 and she had vivid stories to tell me about each picture. Which for her they started at about 6 weeks of age. Amazing the tales she had! Now it has been a challenge in another way in that I ran over my phone. Gorilla glass is not strong enough. The real challenge came in trying to make a claim. They require you get information off of the phone. Some little number called an "IEMI" I think is what they wanted. Well, hello, I can't. So I spent an afternoon looking through b

Yes it is true there are but 10 days until Christmas 2020. I am not even stressed yet. I must have the virus. Today an email arrived stating that half of my order for "Santa" is delayed. Still no signs of being stressed yet... I was able to obtain red and black soup mugs today. Yay! They will go nicely with the buffalo plaid soup cozies.  Did I say soup cozies? Yes, yes I did. What are they for? For the person who has everything else of course! I can hear the kids fussing about an internet game as I type. Still no stress. Perhaps in 7 days I will be so stressed that I cannot stand it. For now, I'm good. This year my daughter and I really resolved that handmade gifts would be the theme. (This is where soup cozies come in) Neither of us had ever considered them to be a thing, but her 16 year-old has an ongoing battle with the microwave and hot cups. Also my son-in-law, different family branch, has the same trouble. His became a $1200 problem because he dropped his hot cup o

  Remember the song "12 days of Christmas"? I believe this traditionally starts on Christmas day but don't quote me. However, my 10 ten-old decided to start yesterday. Her gift to me was "one fractured wrist". I can hardly wait to see how the rest of the song plays out! Last week was busy, so busy in fact the birthday wishes were late. So, Happy Birthday! Just in case they were overlooked once given. Now to finish up the holiday shopping I finally ordered two of the requested items for the girls. Hopefully they will arrive before the big day, but if not life will go on. This past year I resolved to do a craft each month. It was not a total fail. Several hats were made, two blankets and one was started but the yarn color went out of stock. There is still time to make a replacement on that and I might. Two pair of slippers were finished and homemade Vaseline gifts were made for Maddy's baby shower. So all in all I almost covered each month but not on a monthly

Holiday traditions are something that we remember for a lifetime. Even if those traditions are not always positive. Growing up candles, bowls of hard candy and people coming over were things I could count on. My folks had friends that would come and play cards till the wee hours of the morning and we would have candle burning and holiday lights every where. As my own little family grew and we started our own traditions. We experimented with some of those held by my family and some by their dad's folks. The biggest one became that we travelled to the grandparents' homes and stayed till the wee hours of the morning. Of course we regretted disrupting the sleep schedule of the kiddos and there was all kinds of stress the next day, we still did it. Once I left for the army I was somehow exempt from the madness (why I did not go sooner, I'll never know!). When I could I would fly the children back to Michigan to visit family. I myself would stay where ever we happened to be assig

Wow! We are nine days into the month and I cannot get motivated to get any of my list done. Our plans to travel right after Thanksgiving changed and still we haven't left our area. Family matters have changed our travel dates to later in the month and maybe even into the new year. My sister has misgivings about us visiting our mother lest we bring the germs with us. So I have thought long and hard about that, then my son-in-law had an event that has delayed us even longer. I don't feel right leaving my daughter at this point until things settle a bit. In light of all the extra time to get things ready you would think I would be more motivated to get things together! Alas, my motivation ends by 0800 each morning. That said I have made a list and I'm checking it twice... because that is easier than getting off my chair and doing the items on my list!  One thing on the list was to create a space to sew in. Say good bye to the guest room and hello to a creative space. It is rea

  Good morning world! It is day 2 of December and I stayed up late last night... for me anyway. At 10:15 pm I turned off the television and to my surprise everyone had turned in before me. The first day of December had been unusually cold and windy, really windy. So other than feeding the chickens and getting a folding table out of the truck I stayed inside.  As the wind whipped around and caused the trees to moan under the pressure I watched the birds pecking at some seed I had put out for them. It really seemed as though they needed more, but I did not want to brave the cold. Within a few minutes I decided to give them more seed and stop being such a wimp about the cold. Then I remembered that I had put a tray of seed on the "Genny" stump. I'll explain in a minute what that is. After retrieving the tray it was pretty obvious that they had not really touched the seed. So I placed the tray on the ground and went back inside to watch the birds again. The "Genny"