Today’s Sunday Sevens is a little different, serving to explain about my recent absence around the blogosphere. Please check out Natalie’s site, Threads and Bobbins to see what the Sevens are all about.
My sister dubbed December the “Month of Yes”. The Month of Yes was dedicated to enjoying all tasty goodness of the holiday season (it really began in November and ended in January, but let’s not quibble about a few days).
After enjoying TMOY to its maximum and managing the first month of the new year, February has produced what I’ve dubbed the “Week of No”. In fact, there have been three such weeks resulting in either limited or NO progress in sewing, projects, exercise, cello practicing, my List of 16, photos, or blogging-reading, commenting or posting. Good grief!
The conspirators? A fender-bender in the bank parking lot. I pulled into an empty space, and as I had nearly completed parking, the truck next to me began to pull out. Yes, right into my right front fender and wheel well. Curses. Off we go to the collision department. I am stuck without a vehicle at home when hubby takes the truck to work.
In addition to lack of transportation, we are housebound due to a major snowstorm that dropped eighteen inches of snow. Mom and I exercise indoors, referring to our sessions as our “Knees Up, Mother Browns”.
You can see our little front fence before the snow storm….
and a few hours later. Withing an hour after this photo, fence was entirely covered.
Tough times bring out good people. Our generous next door neighbor and his snowblower cleared driveways and sidewalks for four of the adjacent homes. He made three passes for each of us.
I didn’t have pen and paper handy for phone numbers when same neighbor and another offered help with snow or transportation while husband was in hospital and after bringing him home. What? Did you read that correctly? Yes. My dear hubby slipped on the basement stairs and ruptured the quadricept tendon nearly completely. Surgery performed, a full length leg cast administered, patient finally released and hospital bed delivered. A very long recovery is predicted. Sigh.
My sad, empty makeshift sewing basket. It’s very tiny, the bottom is about 3″ by 6″, and in this picture you can’t see all the holes and “pointy” parts. Wouldn’t it be lovely to have a new one?
Oooh, there just might be a new post coming up regarding said basket.
Hoping to get back to some normalcy very soon. Sewing projects are gathered, washed, ready and waiting. In the meantime I’m just trying to stay focused on each moment, and keep myself healthy and strong for everyone else.
Wishing you all a week ahead with no trauma, and lots of progress and joy!
We enjoyed the performance of the 
Let the Sewing Begin 