A song is a wonderful kind of thing...

I have been dealing with sickness these last 2 days. I have been to the doctor twice and still don't feel I have the things I need to sleep. Anyway, I was feeling a bit better, kinda. I sat down at the piano. My Children's Songbook was there open to Away in the Manger. It is a very easy arrangement, so I played it a couple of times. It felt good. I played Picture a Christmas. That was good too. The for the remainder of the hour I played my favorites from that book, Popcorn Popping, To Be A Pioneer, I Wonder When He Comes Again, Whenever I hear the song of a bird, and Once There was a Snowman.
I should play the piano more often!

Picture a Christmas

Tonight Dad got my Christmas present out and set up. He got me a digital picture frame. I love it! He put pictures from this Christmas on it. I could sit and watch it all day long, but I need to get things done. It is something I've always wanted. Thanks sweetie!

The real story about the sweater

With all the knitting I have done this season, I was curious about the things I have knitted in the past. I went to my file cabinet and found a booklet that I thought my afghan pattern was in. It was not there. There was one like mine though. I found a sheet of paper that I think Gloria's afghan pattern is on.

I remembered the sweater Daddy sent home with me when Mama died. He said it was partly done. I should take it home and see if I could finish it. It has been sitting out in the garage since it came home probably about 16 years ago. I went out and got it out last night for the first time. The sweater is almost totally done. All it needs is a small fix at the back of the neck and the inside of the pockets sewed down. Then it will be done. It also needs a good cleaning. I tried it on last night. I could wear it if I roll up the sleeves 2 or 3 times. It also doesn't quite close. That is ok. There are no buttons or button holes in it.

What a real treasure! It was especially meaningful after I read the Christmas Sweater by Glenn Beck this season. My story is nothing like his though.

Now when I get the time I want to get the big box down out of the garage that has my old afghan in it. Some other day.

New Year, New Rag

When I went outside yesterday, New Years day, this is what the tree in our front yard loked like. It looks like fall in the middle of winter.

I also finished a new dishrag yesterday. I think it would be good for Valentines day.

This is still not the order I wanted but I need to go.

Happy New Year to you all!!!