Catch Up Day

Or as we called it, back in my Kindergarten Teaching Days--Catsup and Mustard Day. Oh yes, we so hearted ourselves with our cleverness.
Anyway, SO MUCH has been happening around here, I don't even know where to begin. So I think I will just do the nerdy thing and bullet everything. And add a picture of some rugs from the Manistee Rug School, just to keep your interest.
*First, I retired--oh yes I did.

And you're right if you detect a little giddiness there. Because I am--giddy, that is. And a little.....apprehensive is the word I think I'm looking for. What will my life look like now? What will I do? Will we have enough money? Oh the questions! With no real answers, of course. Like most things in life, things will just have to evolve.

Love, love, love this chicken.

*Next, after firmly telling family and friends that I did not want any retirement foolery--did not want a dinner--did not want a party--did not want, nor need closure--the people who love me just ignored my crabby self and gave me a wonderful surprise dinner. And it was a surprise! I had no idea anything was going on. And if that wasn't enough, those crazy fools got so tired hearing me whine about how much I wanted--no needed--an IPad, that they bought me one.
Yes, you read that right.
Gave. Me. An. IPad.
I'm not sure if it is an indication of how happy they were to get rid of me, but my take on this whole craziness is that I have wonderful, amazing family and friends who can ignore my crabbiness and general Eeyore attitude toward life.

*And then, to make life even more interesting, I turned sixty. Hmmmmmm........I've never been one to do the whole birthday/growing older thing. Life, so far, has truly been an adventure; and while I can't say I've enjoyed every aspect of it, it all has been a learning experience and has brought to the place where I am now.
But sixty......really? Anne Morrow Lindbergh calls sixty "the youth of old age." Let's just say it's giving me an opportunity to think about things.

This was my favorite rug in the rug show and this photo DOES NOT do it justice. The colors and the design....the whole rug just glowed. Let's blame this on my crappy camera and my even crappier photo skills.

*Oh yeah....the house is gone and we bought a very small (720 square feet) condo. We still have the lake house and I think we may end up spending most of our time up here. I'm used to spending summers here, but that's not really being part of the community. So I'm on the look out for rug hooking groups, knitting and/or quilting groups, churches--things that will help me become part of this wonderful area.

I don't want to give up my ties downstate. After all, my life has been there the past sixty years and my friends and family are there. But making this my main home is another new adventure.

This is my friend Susan's rug. It is a self-portrait and the first she has ever done. She tries something new every year at rug school and always does an amazing job.

So I think that's about it. Oh, my husband found me a very cool bike at a garage sale and fixed it up for me. Learning to ride it will be another post!