If you are truly worried about her physical/mental well being, you can call the Child & Family Services in her county (in the US) or the local Council on Aging, and ask for a wellness check. If nothing else, having officials knock on your sister's front door might prompt her to grant you more telephone access to your mother. It will also probably really get her knickers in a twist - so be prepared for that.
My Dad used to "work" in his sleep - I could sit and watch him pull reference books off an invisible shelf, flip through pages, make notes . . . too funny!
Thank you - still learning new tricks at the ripe old age of 66!
I've lived through two suicides in my immediate family - my mother and my brother. People will and do say the damndest things. My least favorite is being told, "You're a survivor." as if that were a major accomplishment. The alternative to NOT being a survivor is pretty grim . . . and not, for me, a good option. I've found that, "My your memories of "name" bring you joy always." will get me through almost anything death-related.
Today is Thursday, so I am knitting mittens for the Mitten Tree at the Hen House Restaurant in Saint Helen, MI. A group of us meets there once a week to work on projects, not always for the mitten tree (although I always knit for charity on Thursday). Anyone in the area is welcome to join us - crocheters, small loom weavers, spinners . . . come on in!
Thursday afternoon, 1pm - 4pm at the Hen House Restaurant
I'm the one with the blue hair . . .
I have one and I won't lend it out because I've had to replace it multiple times, and that gets more and more difficult as time goes on. Truly worth the investment . . .
For those unclear on the term, Bitch stands for Being In Total Control, Honey. The more polite of us chance the first word to Woman . . .
I have put a box in the mail to each of you; please PM me if you want the UPSP tracking number; I'll need at least the STATE so I know which box was for you. Thank you all . . .
I'm giving away yarn - would you have sent me a PM about that?
Saint Helen - between Houghton Lake and West Branch, exit 222 off I-75
For all of you with suggestions about how to get rid of my yarn without mailing it: here goes.
I live in a VERY small town in northern lower Michigan. I AM that lady that everyone in town, including strangers, brings their excess yarn to. The nearest Goodwill is an hour's drive away; I refuse to donate to them (check to see how much their CEO makes vs. how much he pays his developmentally disabled workers); St. Vincent de Paul is much closer and I refuse to support a church whose policies (anti-women) I disagree with; there is a local donation place and they don't charge anyone who comes in for clothes, household goods, etc. I donate MANY things to them and have seen items in that facility show up in local yard sales . . . why should I donate my (in some cases very good) yarn so somebody else can make money off it.
My way of handling the postage issue is this: I put an envelope in with the yarn. IF the recipient wants to reimburse me (which they are under no obligation to do, as I assume they are knitting items for donation of some kind or another), they are requested to put however much $$ they want IN CASH in the envelope and mail it to the AFC (adult foster care) facility where my developmentally disabled sister of blessed memory lived for many years. If the operator gets cash in the mail - it isn't a bribe. No need to tell them where it came from . . . pennies from heaven. Again, no obligation to donate, no desire on my part to know how much, if any, was donated.
If you have any issues with any of the above, please PM me and we can discuss this in private. Thank you all for your words of support.
I will be sorting through replies on Friday, and will try to notify all and sundry sometime on Sunday - I'm going on a knitting mini-retreat on Saturday. Mailings will probably go out on Monday.
I am weeding out my stash. I have a bunch of 100% acrylic sport weight in shades of brown through cream - enough for an afghan. I have a box full of tail ends of 100% cotton yarn - leftovers from dishcloths - at least enough for a row or two in a dishcloth of any color. I have some cone yarn - one maroon, two cream, one glittery - all but the glittery seem to be cotton. And there may be more - of assorted weights and fibers.
I am looking to DONATE this to someone who will use it. We can negotiate postage issues as needed. I would prefer (in order to keep costs down) to donate it in or near Michigan. PM me if you are interested. I will wait a day or two, because some people get the digest and that gives those johnny-on-the-spot people an advantage, I think.
I learned about the 50-Page Rule a while back, and it helps, since life is too short to read bad books. Up until age 50, read the first 50 pages. Then feel free to quit if the book hasn't grabbed you. For every year OVER 50, you may subtract a page. 51 years old - quit after 49. 60 years old - quit after 40 pages. It's saved me from wasting a lot of time and kept the guilt fairy at bay.
Look up (google) knitted knockers - they may well have instructions for various sizes . . .