I've been a pretty sorry blogger lately. Have gotten out of the habit and wonder how I ever had anything to say when I was posting almost every day! I miss it, though. My book blog continues because I continue to read, but quilting hasn't been progressing much, so there isn't much to say on that front.
Since I've been on the thyroid medication, I've felt better, but sometimes wonder if I'm the same person. I've been keeping my house clean and cooking. Cooking! You hear that, Rian? What an absolutely stunning development; poor Fee is caught between looking at me suspiciously and being pathetically grateful. He calls and asks if I need anything from the grocery store and, because I usually manage to forget an ingredient at the grocery store, or think I have plenty of pasta or green onions or whatever, I can appreciate his concern. Hell, I even made zucchini bread yesterday. Desert, too?! What's up with the Stepford Wife? Well, hardly that, I suppose, but closer than I've ever been.
I haven't discovered how to load pictures on this little laptop I'm using, and posting pictures is such a large part of blogging, isn't it? I only intended to use it for a short while, but I still haven't gotten around to taking my poor computer in for a checkup, diagnosis, and whatever treatment is required.
On the wonderful side of life, Amelia and Chris will be having a little girl in December. They just found out on Tuesday that it will be a girl, but they've already chosen a name: Bryce Eleanor Chandler. The Eleanor is in honor of my mother, Amelia's grandmother, and I really can't express how touched I am that they've chosen to honor her this way.