I need matchsticks to prop open my eyes, mainly because I'm not sleeping through the night.
He's doing really well, and he's also trying to do too much. We arranged some physio for his upper arm, and we ended up buying a massage table so that I could try and do the physio at home. Muxed success. Still, any physio (done correctly) is better than no physio.
I'm keeping the tomatoes going, just about. We haven't done anything with them, apart from eat a few and give the burst ones to the chooks. We keep meaning for me to pick some pears and juice them, but the time just runs out. Sometimes it feels that sorting out the cats meds, doing the Allotment chooks each day (OC has been away for a couple of weeks or so), visits to get the dressings changed, physio appointments, there isn't much time for much else. It's not true, of course, it just feels that way.
Last week I tried to use my new (to me) multi needle embroidery machine. I'd had it a month and, due to DH's accident, I hadn't used it. I couldn't remember anything. I'd bought a tee shirt for Small Person (SP) , and attempted to embroider a flowing horses head on it. Unfortunately, I managed to catch a bit of the hem on the back (grrrr!), but it was a scalloped hem and the snip wasn't obvious. I learned a lot in that 20 minutes.
This week I made SP's mum a birthday card, and I used my new Durkee frames to do it, so that was also an achievement. I then tried to use the Durkee frame to make SP a tooth fairy door hanger. SP chose the fabrics (cue much complaining about how difficult the choice was). I got stuck in an error loop, and no amount of reading the manual helped. I had SP yapping on (and on) while I was trying to figure it out, and in the end I gave up and used a normal hoop, and that worked OK.
Small Person (SP) has been here for 3 days this week, and it's been an interesting time. She's been excellent company as always, helping me with the allotment chooks, looking after our garden girls, etc. The weather this week has mostly been appallingly wet, but we did manage to get to the park on 3 occasions to try and play table tennis. That went surprisingly well, and now we can sustain short rallies so we're improving.
She's had some specific projects to work on, like sorting out DH's pound coin collection (SP is fascinated by coins, and always spots "rare" (well, less common ones, and she's usually right!). She had to use the laminator for this, and the labeller, and organise things.
We made a lovely courgette lemon drizzle cake for her mum (we made one last week for ourselves, it was scrummy); after a bit of a wrestle with my new embroidery machine, I made her a "tooth fairy" door hanger (she has some wobbly milk teeth); and I can't remember the rest.
I do know that she is obviously starting to feel settled here, because she's had a couple of short sulky fits. The biggest one was in the car, because I said "No" to making Angel Delight for her. I had made some for her (us) the day before, and she loved it, and wanted more. I refused, saying it was a special, occasional treat. Wow, what a sulk!
I explained that sulking was not going to make me change my mind, in fact it would make me even more determined to say no. The sulking continued for the rest of the car journey. I could see that she was trying to get herself out of the sulk (something I striggle to do myself, actually), so when she made overtures, I helped her out. No, we didn't have the Angel Delight. We did, however, have pains au chocolat while watching A Close Shave We had watched A Grand Day Out and The Wrong Trousers last week.
She's been trying to get the two light birds to stand on her arm. Poor Girls. She does seem to manage to pick up Sasha quite a bit. I told her to try and give her a little treat each time she picks her up, so that Sasha associates being picked up with getting a reward. It seems to be working.
We don't have her next week, and that's good. I can use the time to catch up on neglected home duties, and maybe try and resolve that embroidery machine error.
