The week ahead #11

Ahhhh, is it Monday already?
Thanksgiving 2018 is behind us, and Christmas is ahead. This is my view this morning as I write this post. A fresh bright red damask tablecloth on our kitchen table.

Look fast, it's as cleared off as it will ever be!

Tips and tricks
My red table cloth is very large, big enough for all the leaves in the table, but the room only supports one leaf at the moment, so I had to figure out how to use this pretty cloth. I folded it in thirds, and turned it so that the table shows on two ends and there is little hangover. I do not like hitting a too long cloth when I sit down, so this works, and looks quite pretty!

The weather in Aurora CO
Now that the latest storm is over, the sun is out and trying to melt the latest snow. Unfortunately it does a half job, just melts the sidewalk snow on the top layer making ice. We had 60 MPH winds that blew decorations all over the place, breaking many of the ones neighbors had carefully put up. Sad.

On Saturday it was so hot in the sun I put on a short sleeved shirt, then by that night, gale force winds, 22F and snow. Whatever.

Breakfast
Of champions! Left over stale cinnamon sugar monkey bread from the holidays! Yum! (gnaw)

To-Do
such a list! I already watered the dry indoor plants

and started one of four loads of laundry. About that, I changed from fall quilts, rugs and tablecloths so they all need a quick wash to put them away for a while. I already got out the Christmas kitchen towels, which makes me happy. I'm in the great room more than any other space, and love to see the seasonal towels change.

I need to locate more decorations, and put them around the house. I did a little of that this weekend...

I put this little Betty Boop snow globe quilt on a picture easel near the TV so I can see it and placed one of my first little quilts is on Granny's antique dresser

I have to do the usual home things, like dishes, walking, and the ever present studio organization. I am not physically strong at the moment so all of that takes 10 times longer than it would have a few years ago, pre injury. I got some black out curtains on sale this weekend, and need to put them up in Studio 2 to protect my now exposed fabric bins.

I am not going to make a real list to do as it would depress me! I'm going to careen from activity to activity getting as much done as I can. Likely I'll get upstairs to some room, then say, "what was I going to do?"

reading
still on the one novel but it's more engaging now. Want to look over my Christmas quilt magazines to dream of what I could make if I knew where my Christmas fabrics were.

making
I found some hexi paper forms, and two little charm packs (2.5 ") a needle, basting thread and needle threader all ready to sew while watching tv.

Lessons learned
I can't say in truth I've learned it but I want to.
I know nowadays the euphemism for fat is "curvy" which irritates me a little. Curvy is small waist to big hips and chest. I am overweight, a condition I have fought all my life.
I'm an endomorph.
Since the stress of the last year, I'm now a bit heavier too. So much stress.
When I grew up, fat was one of the biggest insults for a woman. The idea that fat was a character flaw imprinted in my self esteem. I admire women who are overweight but don't feel less than.

Don't get me wrong... I know it's not that big a deal, if you're healthy. I know it's just a body thing like brown eyes, or blond hair. I know... but... I feel bad about how I look. I feel guilty about clothes that no longer fit.

I ran into that this weekend when I bought some replacement cuddle duds long underwear. A few pairs of my older ones, have now become too small. This is likely from our blankety-blank washer that does shrink things.
I'm now seeing a lot of pants and shirt sleeves that are too short while the other part still fits fine.
But my heart feels sad when I pull on a too small garment.

The other thing is... clothing isn't meant to last forever. It's my cheap side, why get rid of something that is still functional? Well, as my dh says, if it doesn't feel good then it's not functional.
It is... what it is... and it would be a good lesson to realize it's not a character flaw, or wasteful, it just is... what it is. Too small. Let it go. Maybe someone else will enjoy it now.

I'd like to accept my big feet, my pudgy waistline, my graying hair as what is.

I like your fat tummy Mama!

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