Sometimes I just suck. Sigh. Oh well.
Happy [belated] first day of Spring! Which to be honest, has not been all that different from our alleged Winter here in Philadelphia. Other than knowing it was officially here, the weather has not been as different as usual, so the first day of Spring just sort of came long. And then went.
Anyway, I didn't mean to disappear for so long. But at least I had things going on - a trip to WV to hang out with the family for St. Patrick's Day weekend, enjoying a zeppole for St. Joseph's Day on Monday, and then my last quilting class this past Tuesday.
Our trip was a blast. And Dug came with us, meaning that as The Tim said, "He expanded his fan base westward." He was a perfect traveler in the car, and a well-behaved guest at my sister's house. Of course, he loved all of the extra attention and new smells. We spent a lot of time just hanging out on the porch, and Dug thought that was pretty great. The cats stayed home, and I told The Tim that they probably spent the time partying like it was November 2011 ...
My last quilting class was spent adding the binding and then learning how to finish it by hand sewing it, which I hope to do this weekend. I'm very glad I finally took the class, I enjoyed it, and can see more quilts in my future. At the moment, I am not feeling as obsessed as I felt when I first learned to knit, so maybe I can be more reasonable with quilting. Who knows?
I had a couple of days off from work last week before we went away, and I realized that I have missed a lot of things, and that I often suck as a friend. Even as a cyber-friend. Both Marji and Kim tagged me in a meme that has been going around, and I missed that altogether. I have missed several birthdays, anniversaries, and written notes. Once this knowledge hit me, I tried to figure out what I was doing instead of all the things I feel that I missed or just failed to do. I was willing to admit that the pneumonia in January threw me off, and until recently, I felt like I was playing catch up. But I could not think of anything else that kept me from doing things for the past few months. I'd like to say I was living in the moment, or treasuring the time I spent at home, etc. But - I.Have.No.Idea. And it is also not lost on me that this is not that kind, during a year when I have pledged to try and be more kind.
So I am recommitting myself to being more aware of time - my own, the universe's, whatever. Because time is really all any of us have, and I don't want to fritter the bulk of mine away! I know from experience that I do need to be conscious of the here and now, because life can change in an instant.
I would therefore like to apologize to anyone I've neglected, or has found me to be incommunicado, or that I seem to have forgotten about. I can honestly say it was not a conscious decision on my part.
In other news, I do have some pictures to share. And I promise to do so, if I ever get them out of my camera ... !