On My Feet -----Mentally

If not physically! Still bedbound since needed spinal surgery has been sidelined by a newly discovered heart ailment.

Not that I am lazy --I enter sweepstakes, knit dishcloths, play all Last Day of Work's Virtual Villager (tm)games,take care of my service dog and atend to my personal needs.

My current dishcloth is from Kristen Patays' Christmas I collection. She is a very talented designer and I also like her blog "Kristen Knits".

I am able to blog from bed due to having an on-screen keyboard. That, along with Online Sweestakes (c) and Roboform(tm) keeps me winning small items now and then.

Most recent win was a Jackie Mason dvd.

I got over my depression finally around Thanksgiving when I went to write in my personal journal and filled over 3 pages of it!

So I will try nd blog more often.

Long Time No Write

I haven't updated my blog since I fell and shattered my kneecap and broke the two bones in my left leg. Now the bones have healed and I am still not able to walk. Been a bit depressed since my world view is from a wheelchair.


I badly need to get a digital camera so I can add the finished products of my busy work -- mainly crocheting outfits for my Berenguer dolls to this blog.

I have continued entering sweepstakes also, my latest win having been a pre-publication copy of American Rust, a murder mystery.

We finally got moved into a downstairs apartment with a ramp outside the door for my wheel chair --no more crawling up and down the staircase and ruining my husband and daughter's backs lugging a heavy wheelchair up and down the stairs.

Doll Dress

Since I am stuck in bed, I have Been designing a doll dress which I will post for free on the internet. This one gives people more of a choice for dressing the Berenguer Baby Steps doll(tm). Not to say I didn't learn from the other dress -- I learned exactly what not to do!

First off, baby yarn is too heavy for dressing those dolls. Fingering yarn is the way to go. And when you design a dress for a doll -- take into consideration, the age group is supposed to be, in this case, a toddler -- not a matron in a sausage dress.

My dress is a delicate shell stitch white dress, edged in baby green, it stands out from the dolls waist and stops short of their little chubby baby knees.

Crazy Behavior

Nick mind must be going! First off, I took a bad fall down the apartment steps and pulled the muscles in my left leg badly. He didn't want to waste the money to take me to the doctor! Kathy took me and paid for it. Then after Kathy left, he takes the brace off my leg ahd heaves it into his closet saying I didn't need it.

But the worst was yet to come -- he decided that my pain meds would stay on his schedule, not as needed. I went into shock yesterday evening, clammy, cold chills the whole bit, so I yelled at him until he gave me my pain pills.

I am trying to stick this marriage out but this is destroying my health!

What to do. I don't which way to go. Could someone give me some advice?

CATCHING UP

Not a lot to report, been making doll clothes for my Cabbage Patch kid, and my itsy bitsy dolls.

Got a new nickname for dear hubby. He is the "Bad News Bearer" who brings me my coffee and medication in bed, along with a dose of how the nation is going to hell in a handbasket. Personally, I could care less what the headlines are as long as I am not running naked, without a roof over my head, starving to death. All the rest is incidental!!!

And calling me the Queen of Procrastinators is not getting on my good side either. I don't procrastinate -- I merely will not do a thing if I am in pain and whatever needs doing will cause me more pain and is not a critical task!

I have to fill out my voter registration card so I can vote in this presidential election. And don't ask --I have been a life long Democrat! One Mamma for Obama.

Later, Tater

Who To Trust

Yesterday, I told Nick once again I wanted a divorce. And he said NO. The he added it won't do me any good to run away again, because my children are out here and they like him and will tell him where I am.

Well, I hope that's not true, because I am going to be running shortly. I can't take this being prisioner any more. Nick chased away friends, and family and if I try to get friendly with anyone-- I get third degreed about what I talk about,etc.

The Last Straw

What is the last straw for one? In my case, it is when someone goes through your underwear drawer because he wanted to know what you were looking at in your drawer! (For your information, a missing blue sock) which is precisely none of his business! At any rate, I will be leaving here next week -- will keep you updated on further developments as they happen!