Well, it is now Hump Day as Wednesday has come to being called! We are half way though yet another week, more than half way through 2012 & nearly half way through July!
The weather here in Kansas, as well as other areas of the country has been being really hot - not quite as hot as we had it last summer, but definitely over 100 degrees every day for several days in a row. This past Saturday ngiht we had a few sprinkles & come Monday, it has been about 10-20 degrees cooler than it had been. As I write this, it is just 74 degrees! I don't even really mind this weather too badly! My preference would be 60-70's year round, but that isn't a possibility here in Kansas for sure.
Yesterday was my youngest brother's (and youngest sibling) 45th
birthday! I hadn't planned to do anything personally about it,
especially after being caught a bit by surprise with a shorter than
normal deposit from my unemployment last week, but then got notification
that I should have 14 weeks more coming, although at a lower amount
that I had been receiving - quite a bit lower in fact. So after
initially turning my niece down on her request that I visit for my
brother's birthday, I changed my mind, but let them know that this will
have to be the last visit until I have a new job! And I have to admit
to a bit of panic about that part of it all. I know there is a good
possibility I could be hired back into an old position or something in
the same field, but that wouldn't be my preference. I left that
position over 7 years ago & it feels like stepping way back to
consider going to work in that field again. But, if I haven't found
anything within about a month, I will go & ask. But back to the
subject of the birthday - I was 8 years old when this brother was born.
He was the youngest of the 3 children my mother had with my step-dad.
All 3 were born within 5 years. The oldest 2 of the 3 were only 19 ½
months apart, then the youngest was born just 5 days before the 2nd
child's (or oldest brother) was born. Our mother, in my opinion, was
never a good mother. She pretty much did her duty, but no true love was
given to us, no cuddling, no fun times. So when the 3rd was born,
except for her nursing him, I pretty much took him over! I called him
my baby. I bathed him, changed his diapers, etc. When he started
talking, he called me Mama as well as calling her Mama. At a point
later, I didn't feel like his Mama, but if you talk to all 3, they will
tell you that I continued mothering all of them. I think instead of
mothering, what I did was have things that I knew either had to be done
or was told I had to do & I did them. I made meals, did the
laundry, got them off to school, etc. I didn't correct them unless I
was told that I was to take care of them while our parents were gone
& I would be in trouble if the chores we had been given were not
done by the time our parents got home. Usually I did them myself since
if I didn't, it wasn't the others that were in trouble, it was me &
they would usually locate themselves on our parents king-sized bed with a
pair of legs aimed in all 3 open directions & if I tried to
physically force them to do something, I got kicked. So I would give up
& do the chores to get them done. I do remember one time, our
mother had gone across the street to visit with her sister, our aunt.
She had taken my youngest brother with her. When she came back, she
didn't have him with her. I asked where he was & was told that she
had given him away to a woman who had been walking down the street as
she was coming home. I was totally freaked out & screaming about
this, begging her to go back, find the woman & bring him home! She
thought it was hilarious! She had left him with her sister for a
while. A couple years ago, he was in the hospital after a big scare
with a blood clot in his leg, which he is now handicapped because of. I
was notified about it & about the fact that he was fighting the
nursing staff & his wife wasn't able to be found. It turned out,
after I had driven there to see what I could do, etc., that she had been
exhausted & found a place to get some sleep. Anyway, his oldest
daughter said that I gave him a look & he backed down - so evidently
as an 8 or 9 year old, I must have developed a look that I still had!



Because of the cooler weather this week, I was able to get the afghan
done that I had been working on! Which is a relief, not only because it
means that I am finished with it more than a month before the wedding
that it is a gift for, but also because I don't have to have it on my
lap causing me to be hot all the time in the hot weather we had been
having! No yarn sticking to my fingers instead of flowing through,
etc. Now I have a pair of socks on the needles to try to finish before
my dh leaves to go to the wedding. He will be flying home on the day of
his mother's 84th birthday & I wanted him to give her a gift from
me in particular since I won't be there this time. But I need to get
them done early enough to be able to put a non-skid coating of some sort
on the sole of the socks.

This coming weekend will be a weekend with the oldest granddaughter again! It is also the same weekend that my next KAL starts, so I probably won't get that started until Sunday evening. But I know my granddaughter & I will have fun! Possibly playing monopoly, which is a favorite game. Possibly playing on the wii. Most likely watching a few movies & hanging out together! Most of the grandkids also usually take advantage of the fact that they can sleep in! Unless we have a deadline for something, I don't make the kids wake up before they are ready, unless it is Sunday & it is getting close to the time I have to take them home at the end of their weekend.
This past week I tried making some cream horns. I don't feel I have succeeded even though they have been very good. I am doing something wrong! I know the 1st time I should have looked at a recipe I had found before diving in, instead of using an egg white wash & then sprinkling on sugar, I used just cold water. My dh said he liked it that way, but I felt they got kind of soggy. The 2nd time I used egg white wash, but this time, they stuck really badly to the forms. Maybe I need to put a strip of wax paper around the forms or maybe I should just oil or flour the forms. I don't know - will do some thinking on it & give it another try when the weather is cooler! I do know that both were good, but an thinking making my own puff pastry dough might not only be cheaper, but also better tasting! Will try that!
On Facebook, I have been staying up way too late at night lately reading & commenting on a page about those of us who grew up in the same town. There are some posts - mostly about what businesses had been in what building, or events that happened, that I remember 1 way and others remember another way. Sometimes I think it is confusion by someone that might not still live in the area & other times I think it is selective memories or choosing to change things because another version sounds better. At times it reminds me of various times over our marriage where my dh has taken a family story of my family & changed what happened when he then tells it to someone. I get upset about it. Usually it is bad enough the way it actually happened, but in my opinion, it makes it so much worse when he has changed it to his version. Maybe it is just me because of the comments that were made about me by a person in a position of authority when I was young where they claimed I was a liar - my story differed from their daughter's story, so I was the liar. I admit it, I have an almost phobic response to things not being told the way they happened. Although I am sure there are things that I don't remember the way others remember them. A prime example is the way my siblings remember me being their caretaker - I don't remember it quite the same way. I especially don't recall taking care of my oldest 2 siblings, I remember it more as just doing my chores. In the end, we have had so many memories come flooding back to all of us. A thread will start one way & before long, it has taken a turn & has almost no relation to the original subject of the thread, because something that was written has now reminded someone of something else that happened.
On this page, I have found someone that I evidently knew when I was just 5 years old, but I can't say I have a memory of them! I do remember being 5 years old & supposed to be walking to & from school that was 3 blocks away by a girl in a family that lived diagonal across the street from us. I do remember my mother saying this girl had either left me at school or somehow forgotten me. The person I have recently met on Facebook says that she recognized me & my name after looking at a picture of me 47-48 years after the fact & remembers that she & her older sister walked me to school, but they didn't live diagonal across the street from us. They lived 1 block away at the end of the next block, 1 street closer to school than we did. But she says I would be outside their house every morning. So I almost wonder if I had finally been allowed to walk to school on my own, but had chosen these 2 girls to walk with. I don't know, but I do know I will be eager to see if I can recognize her by a picture once she can get back to her home to send me one of her. I usually do have a good memory for things & people. I have recognized people that I last saw as small children when I wasn't even a teenager yet myself. I have surprised quite a few people with my memory, especially from my own childhood! I feel as adults, our lives get more complicated & involved & sometimes we don't really let things sink in so that we remember them years in the future. I know that I have waited on people in jobs that then when I met them in different surroundings, I didn't recognize them & had to be reminded. Or they will look familiar, but I can't place why. In any case, her maiden name isn't clicking with me, so I will hope the picture does!
So how has your week been going? Tell me about it! I love learning about other people!
Have fun & Happy Crafting until the next time!
So sorry that your job is ending. How hard do you think it will be to find another?