This and That

 I have an assortment of items, none of which would really make a whole post, even in my scanty writing style, but since this is my web diary, I will report them here.

1. It looks like I may have access to higher speed internet.  The phone/cable company was burying something in my front yard and the front yards around me.  I don't think it was buried treasure.  There are small rectangles cut out of the grass like graves in my yard.

2. I am nearly finished with the pandemic quilts I started making for my grandchildren.  The quilts are Irish chain in pattern.  They were the first quilts I tried with jellyrolls (if you are a quilter, you will know what I mean).  I did less basting and the plan was to machine quilt using just my sewing machine.  I gave that up and hand quilted them.  I like hand quilting, it is a soothing activity for me.  The pandemic part of the quilts is that I made them for my grandchildren during the pandemic.  They are a commemoration of a part of their lives that they probably won't remember.

3. My last betta died.  I used to have better luck.  I have decided to take a break and reconsider the whole betta fish thing.  Maybe I don't need a betta anymore.  It feels less like a rescue since I have to go to the pet store to get them instead of finding them on a shelf at "Wallmarts."

4. Last week on the hottest day left in the year I bet, the trash company did not pick up my garbage.  This means I have flies and smell to contend with until today, trash day. At least once a year I get skipped.  My neighbors have a lot of trash and mine gets lost in the pile at the curb, I guess.  But, it always makes me mad when it happens.

5. At my uncle's funeral, I got to see two of my Godchildren.  I reminded one of them I was their Godmother and I think I really embarrassed him.  I told him that I prayed for him daily.  I feel like a failure as a Godmother.  Not one of my three Godchildren goes to Mass or considers themselves a practicing Catholic.  I pray for them.  That is all I can do, pray for them.

6. Do you ever get letters from someone that you throw away, unopened?  I do.  It is my boundary with that person who violated every convention of friendship or partnership. If I thought the post office would do it, I would "return to sender" the things they apparently write to me.  As it is, I bin them.

7. I have loved the freedom from babysitting.  I miss the grandchildren, but not spending the entire day at their house and cooking them lunch and dealing with diapers.  I hate cloth diapers, I have decided. I really hate them.

So, that is enough.  Seven random thoughts about my week.