This is not my pinky finger, just so you know.
It's just that kind of day. Sort of melancholy. You would think that it would be all of last week with all the rain, thunder, and lightening we had. And we did get it good. We needed it so bad. Hopefully this will keep the fires at bay. And it is hurricane season. Dang. There was one clap of thunder yesterday that honest to pete, made the trailer shake. Scared the you know what out of me. Beulah had already been there since she sensed it coming. I don't do storms very well. It just brings home the feelings of being alone. Oh well..
I started to knit. Yeah for me... ha ha. Well, that may be a gross exaggeration of knitting. I have learned to put the stitches onto the needle. ha ha... And I like that part so far. ha ha...
I am trying to do some of the things on my so called "bucket list". I think it's more of a "I'm bored I want to do.......". ha ha. I have always wanted to learn to really crochet, knit, and quilting. I am on my way with crocheting, and I love it. My hands aren't always cooperating though. With my carpal tunnel and arthritis, they get sore, but oh well, that just lets me know that they are still there. The saddest part of all that is that I have had to take off my pinky ring. I just about cried. I have had that on my pinky for 43 years. I got it as a gift from my mom and dad for my 16th birthday, along with a great sweet sixteen party. It was my initials DJB with a tiny diamond. I always thought it sort of looked like a U instead of a J, but I loved it then, and I love it now. Wish I could find those pictures. Anyway, I will keep trying to get it on. The strange part is how strange my finger feels without it. Over the years my fingers have gotten fatter along with the rest of me, but it still fit. Now old age is doing it for me.
Well this was short, but need to take my baby girl out in this insufferable heat. At least it's not storming.
Until next time.