There hasn't been any sewing yet since my in laws left. I've puttered a little moving the stuff we hid in there around, the table itself is clear except for the fabric for my Mom's Renfrew. Wine with dinner was a barrier to last night (and I was too tired anyhow) and Wednesday night I ended up on the phone with a friend.
I am finding myself thinking about aging and Mr. Lina's grandmother (the one who serves cinnamon buns for breakfast and fruit filled perogies for lunch). I adore her. I miss my Nana and it was wonderful to have one again in meeting Mr. Lina. She is a stubborn independent woman and it's funny to see how his family deal with the traits that make her who she is. She is in her late 80's, living independently with her son a few houses down from her and Mr. Lina's cousins are down the back lane. She can't hear much even with hearing aids, she's having low blood pressure issues that make her dizzy, but all in all, she's doing really well physically for her age. She just forgets how old she is sometimes. Case in point. The day my in laws flew to see us, she walked over to the cousins house to drop off a card. The back lane is a mess of pot holes and puddles. She tried to jump across a puddle and tripped, breaking her nose and needing two stitches. My MIL is shaking her head that her mother wouldn't just walk the longer but safer way on the streets or get her shoes a little wet walking through the puddle. I don't know about you all, but I hope when I'm over 85 I still think I can jump over puddles. If I was in Winnipeg right now, I'd give her a high five and a hug.
|MIL, Grandma and I - Summer 2011|
This is going to be a fairly quiet weekend for us. Mr. Lina has organized a Jackass marathon where they will watch all three movies in order. You can safely say that all guests will be male and I will not be in the basement. I can deal with a little bit of that kind of humour, but a lot of it is lost on me, particularly the gross out stuff. So assuming no one brings their wife/girlfriend, I will be upstairs doing my own thing. It's going to be lovely. Just lovely. Tonight the plan is for Mr. Lina and I to snuggle up with a movie and bottle of wine, maybe I can pre-wash the silk etc from Fabricmart. A glass of wine won't hurt that...