Be Still

Sleep has been elusive, and I am anxious much of the time.  Distractions help, praying and spending time with friends helps a lot.  But the anxiousness is draining and exhausting.  

An encouragement for you tonight.

Rough week

Arthritis is a pain.  Literally.  My joints are seriously disliking the cold.  Not that it’s sub-zero weather here…it’s actually quite mild.  But wet…and windy.  It penetrates right into the bones.  I’m still getting things done.  Nearly finished with an eternity scarf, and tomorrow I’ll finish up my grandmother’s flower garden blocks.  A little at a time, and I’ll get that list finished!

School is going well.  I’m bowling a 120 average, even in pain.  The religion class is interesting, and we even get to watch movies.  Today we watched a 20 minute portion of Mel Gibson’s “The Passion of the Christ.”  It’s an intense one, and painful to watch.  I remember seeing it in the theater with my dear friend, Honey, and clinging to each other as we wept.

Guess I’d better get my stuff ready for tomorrow.  I get to have a ME day, which hasn’t happened for….I can’t even remember how long.  


Not the scifi type, silly.  The UnFinished Object type that is taking over my house.  So many projects, so little time.  I’ve had to put off a lot of personal projects this year due to work and school, but I’ve made it a goal to take at least some of my time back this year.  There’s no way I can finish all of my UFOs, but I can make a huge dent in the list.  To keep me accountable, I’m going to list them here, and check in weekly with my progress.  Here goes…


  • finish quilting and binding Winnie the Pooh quilt for my daughter
  • hand quilt great grandmother’s hexagon quilt
  • complete batik hexagon quilt top
  • hand quilt double nine patch quilt


  • purple/pink variegated scarf
  • remainder of mesh yarn into ruffle scarves
  • 20 loom knit hats for women’s shelter


  • one page per month for each BOM (Book of Me – this means 3 pages a month)
  • make Christmas cards for next year
  • at least 5 other pages/ challenge swaps


  • 10 pairs of earrings each month for the Etsy shop
  • Repair red and gold Tink vessel necklace
  • repair acorn cap necklace

Cross stitch

  • finish giraffe cross stitch by November


I’m sure I’ll add a couple more things to the list by the end of the month, but that’s what I can think of for right now.

Bowling is fun!

One of my classes this term is PE, more specifically, bowling.  I’ve always loved bowling and was hoping to get this class, because it always fills up quite quickly.  After 2 days of bowling for 2 hours each day, I am SO sore.   But a few days off to do other things, and I’ll be right as rain again for Tuesday.  My goal in the next 4 weeks is to bowl a 200 game, which would be an automatic A for the class.  In any case, a 140 average for a week will do the same.  Either way….I want that A.

Back to school

Winter break was just too short this year.  In the morning I go back to school (while my daughter doesn’t have to start back until Monday…grrr).  JTerm should be pretty fun, though…bowling and “Jesus at the Movies”.  I also scheduled a very light Spring course load so I can spend more time with my family (desperately need to do that) and recover from a very difficult few months.

For the past two weeks, I’ve been busy getting my house in order again and making things to stock in my Etsy shop.  I found a couple of pretty vintage rhinestone pieces at the thrift store, and I’ve got about 20 ruffle scarves to get pictures of and upload.  My friend who lives nearby will be partnering with me and we’ll be spending time making things to sell.  I know this won’t be enough to live on or anything, but maybe to supplement and pay a couple of bills.  Will be announcing the grand opening in a couple of days, so stay tuned!

End of the year

2013 has not been the kindest of years.  I’m ready to say goodbye to it, and tie some loose ends created by this year.  Time to make some changes and move forward.  

Back to the blog

To say I’ve been busy for the past several months would be a gross understatement.  The past two days, I have spent sleeping as much as possible to recover from the most insane, most stressful, most exhausting four months of my life.  Some changes are about to be made in my life, to be revealed gradually, but these changes involve a return to spending time completing projects of my own choosing.  Photography, handcrafts and blogging will be part of this ‘reboot’.  OH, and finishing up my Bachelor’s degree.  One more semester to go….then hopefully grad school…but I won’t know anything about that part until April.

Meanwhile, I’m reopening my Etsy shop…something I hope will supplement our income enough to pay a couple of bills here and there.  

Missed y’all and look forward to communing with you again!

Peeling Potatoes

Potato peeling has to be one of the most menial, tedious tasks in the kitchen.  Why is it that when I’m doing it for my own family, it’s such a chore, but today it was an absolute joy?  The fact that I felt completely out of my element (being in the kitchen is not my thing) was unsettling and humbling.

The whole reason I chose this shelter to volunteer is that it would be an immersion type of experience.  This is a place for homeless families (especially single parents), to transition back into society after receiving training and a safe place to be able to get back on their feet.  They can stay for up to two years, and have access to many community avenues of support.  They can even get jobs or internships in the various areas on campus, kitchen, laundry, offices, etc.

I talked to several ladies today, all of whom are in different places in their life.  One woman is retired and has been volunteering for a couple of months.  She used to be a flight attendant, but this job is fulfilling to her, where she can do something that matters.  One is married and enjoys the finer things, yet something draws her to the little kids who are there to fill their trays each day.  One is a resident who works in the kitchen, who was allowed to use the kitchen to prepare food for her daughter’s birthday party.


The one woman with whom I connected immediately had been widowed 4 years ago, and that’s when her life fell apart.  She found herself homeless, and now is living with her oldest son. Her youngest is eight years old.  She is an intern in the kitchen, and her time is up soon.  She’s nervous about it, but has a lead on a job as soon as her time is up.  This reminded me of how life can change in an instant, and that none of us can really say ‘it will never happen to me.’  I know my family and I have been close a few times.  It’s a scary place to be.

Can I make a difference here?  Maybe.  The kitchen is not where I originally wanted to be, but only because my skill set is not exactly suited.  I’ve had lots of different jobs, but they’ve always been in my comfort zone.  Maybe this is as much for me to shake things up a little bit for myself as it is to give a couple of hours a week to help those who are going through a rough season in their lives.  Whatever happens, today’s muscle aches are completely eclipsed by the satisfaction in the fact that tomorrow morning, there will be hashbrowns for breakfast for the families at the shelter.


I survived JTerm!

And now we’re 2 weeks into the Spring semester. WHEW!  That was pretty rough.

Got a letter a couple of weeks ago that says I made the Dean’s List last semester.  It wasn’t a goal I had even thought of working toward, but now that I know I can, I will.  Classes will probably keep me so busy from now until the end of May (not to mention all the costuming stuff for the ballet school…), that I will have little time to update, but I’ll try…I really will.  Probably once a week is all I can give you for now.  But do follow my 365 project.  I’ve been able to update that fairly well, since it only takes a couple of minutes….but even so, no more than a couple times a week.

So here’s what the new term has in store for me:


New Testament (WHY did I choose to do this first thing in the morning???)  This class…well, let’s just say the instructor is not my favorite person

Advanced Statistics and Research – in essence, this class will walk me through a ‘mini senior capstone’ project.  Major research project, using human participants and manipulations.  30+ page paper (including diagrams and charts).  Oh, and I get to work with a partner, so that’ll help, time wise.


Personality Theories – Just what it sounds like.  I get to learn about all the different types of personality tests and the theorists who came up with the different definitions of personality traits, etc.  It’s complex….but fun!

Community Psychology – I think this will be my absolute favorite class this year, it’s taught by the same prof as Personality Theories.  You know I want to go into the Marriage and Family Therapy Master’s program when I’m done with the Bachelor’s, and THIS class is the one that will get me ready for the way they do things there.  We’ll be learning new ideas about helping others, in a holistic way, instead of singling people out and blaming them (or others) for their problems.  It’s more about being involved and networked in the community to provide people the help they need.  So very excited about this!  One of the things the prof is having us do is to get involved in some sort of service project.  I chose to work with the Tacoma Rescue Mission, because it’s where I want to do my internship this summer.  My heart is pulled toward homeless women and children, especially those who have been abused and thrown away.  These women are working hard to get their lives back, and the Mission is a safe place for them to be able to do that.

So…that’s a snapshot of my school workload.  16 credits….many hours.  It’s definitely overwhelming, but I will get through it, and I will succeed.  Hope you don’t mind if I share some of what I learn along the way.

Project on the Chinook Indians

While working on my project tonight, I came to realize that the Chinook have been cheated not once, but twice out of their traditional lands. Please consider signing this petition to have their rightful home restored.