Happy B-Day, Happy Dance, Happy Hooker

My oldest son, Dustin, had a birthday ... isn't he the cutest lil trooper? This was taken 28 yrs. ago when he was 10. He is proudly holding his award for coming in first in a Childrens Division Race., racing.....
his Uncle Eric's sled dog, Nikki, behind the dog sled that his Grandpa made. It was a pretty eventful day for him. It's too bad that the sled dog races in town ended. It always drew quite a crowd and gave us northerners an outing in the winter snow. Those were exciting days.
Here Dusty is this past summer, in front of his new Northern Archery shop with his family, during the beginning of materializing a dream. They are as busy as ever with the archery leagues in competition for the winter months, which is run by his brother Stac. Dusty is busy with his tooling business all across the country. Are we proud? Yes!

As busy as what my son is, he still calls me at least 3 times a week, ' just to talk, ' and comes home once a week, even though he lives 2 hrs. away. We must have done something right.

Their subs look good but there is nothing finer than homemade lasagna
and garlic bread. And Yes, I'm finally feeling better as in ' no more flu.'

I have been keeping busy with cleaning another corner here and there, and look what I found. Somewhere, my knitting needles had disappeared, so I bought new ones, the ones still in the packet. That's what I get for getting lazy with my knitting and crocheting. So, of course, with all these tools of the trade handy, there are so many balls of yarn waiting to become ' something ' useful. I love these twirly, swirly, spiral scarves. They are fun and fast to make. Both of these were done in one evening, all to keep my joints from freezing up again.

These little chenille Teddies needed their ears sewed on and bows tied. My favorite parts of them are their cute little faces and their ' oh so soft ' and hugable chenille bodies. I started making baby caps again. No pattern, just imaginative guess-work. Back in '03 while recovering from my back surgery, I made and donated 40 of these to the local and neighboring hospitals, for the newborns and sick children. It was a hot summer and these tiny caps didn't add any more heat to me, on top of that miserable brace that I wore for 4 months. It's amazing, how all of my own pain was diminished just giving these for a needy cause, and it was fun besides.

This soft as a cottonball, baby dress/tunic, was most fun to make. Don't ask for the pattern, as it was just made up as I went along. It's a gift for my great niece, ' just because.'
Remember that first picture of my son showing off his award? I found the sweater he was wearing. It looks just about as good today as 28 years ago. With a fresh washing, it will be worn again by his nephew. Some favorites just never wear out. I'm tickled pink. I remember knitting that sweater like it was yesterday, but most importantly, I remember the smile across Dusty's face when I first put it on him. He said, " It's a keeper, Mom and really warm too! " Nothing makes me happier than to make someone genuinely happy with a homemade item.
You can always tell, if they really mean it, in the smile in their eyes and the tone of their response. I never take offense if an item is not fondly received. After all, not everyone has the same tastes as I.

That's all folks. Thanks for stopping by and remember how I love your comments if you have the time. Have a fruitful day, and SMILE.

BlessYourHearts