One of the topics I repeat in this blog over and over again is that of cloning. I don't know how many times I've said, "Oh how I wish I could clone myself". There is just not enough time in the day to do all the things I want to do and it just gets worse the older I get. My grandfather said to me the other day that the last twenty years of his life have been a blur. But when we are children time just drags on. "Are we there yet?", "I'm bored", "When is it going to be my birthday again?".
I woke up this morning and was incredulous that it is Thursday already?!? Where has my week gone...I know I have been busy but this is ridiculous. It is 2011 folks...HELLOOOO! 2011 Ya'll! This summer is my 20 year high school reunion. I swear, the 90's don't seem all that long ago to me, and now a lot of those 90's babies are out on the roads driving already! Mercy to Heavens!
I am truly trying to enjoy every moment I have with Miss P because before you know it she is going to be changing MY diapers and wiping my snotty nose!
Anyhow, I am a bit terrified that I will never accomplish my list of life goals. Working on all those goals could be the thing that ends up killing me or the thing that keeps me going and going and going. Who knows?
My other grandpa said he wants to live until he is 130 and I am thinking to myself, "Why would you want to do that? In the state the world is in today and with your quality of life quickly diminishing?" But I think I am starting to see his point.
Anyway, on to tatting stuff. I have been spending the last four weeks or so winding skeins (as I am able since it really inflames my carpel tunnel) and getting ready to dye a MOTHERLOAD of hand dyed thread so you should see the shop filling up again. I have also been busy with my pottery life and something has re-ignited my passion for camera collecting and film photography. Needless to say all those things pale in comparison to playing with the most fantastic little gal there ever was.
Speaking of, Miss P is 8 months old already people! She has been crawling for 6 weeks now and is very close to walking. Dad gummit!
She is a joy and my love continues to grow for her which doesn't seem possible since my heart is near exploding already.
Well, I must get on to the billions of things I want to do but I will leave you with a few pictures of my growing gal!