This is such a cool video. If I’m breaking copyright infringements,someone please tell me since this is a Flicker share. Watch it full screen, in motion. Enjoy!
The orples are loving life. They about flipped when they saw the ‘baby’ pumpkins. Sadly, the plump little beings wouldn’t move when Oscar tried to play with them. Except for the fact that they can move, and those silly little pumpkins can’t, the orples blend right in with the Halloween display. It’s a good thing, too. because now the orples are tagging along, going to the grocery store with me. What would people think if they saw my groceries moving?
Being the helpful little orple that she is, Olivia is hanging posters for me to announce my new Brides Series. Even though only two of the three books in the trilogy are complete at this writing, she insists I should be getting the word out. In the meantime, Oscar is the one drooling over the pages of what’s about to happen next. Who’d have thought Oscar would even open a book? Hmm, these books must be pretty good to attract Oscar’s attention. He’d usually rather be out running around, exploring the physical world, or sleeping. Then again, Oscar likes to eat, too. The Orples books tell you all about Oscar and Olivia. Or you can check out the topic in the margins of my blog page to get a glimpse into the world of orples, in general. Olivia was pretty upset when I told her she had competition. However, at this point, I’ve convinced her to read my books before she discounts them. Besides, the way Olivia loves to read, you’d think she would eagerly pounce on the story of the Sanderson family and their adventures. She snooped a little, and decided to give my ‘other’ books a try. I think she was a little shocked at some of the language, since orples are not accustomed to such colorful words as Roger sometimes uses, especially if Yvonne has been pushing his buttons again. Plus, Olivia and Oscar both like horses, which are abundant throughout the Brides books. The orples have even been horseback riding themselves, and have a picture to prove it!
I was looking for something else, entirely, and came across this post from my early days. For giggles I was listening to it in the background, and laughed so hard, I felt like it was worth a re-share for those of you who don’t have time to snoop through the archives. Maybe after I post this, I’ll remember what it was I was looking for. In the meantime, enjoy. LOL.
And, yes, I am having a ‘senior’ moment. They seem to come more often these days, but I really don’t remember.
Last year, my nephew and his longtime girlfriend went to Hawaii for vacation. While they were there, they decided to get married and just call their vacation, their honeymoon. As a result, no one knew they were getting married, including themselves. Thus, I don’t feel so bad in being almost a year late in presenting the, still, newlyweds with the gift I made to celebrate their love for each other.
Now that I’ve designed and knitted this throw, I don’t want to give it up. But I will anyway—I keep picturing Whoopie Goldberg in her role in the movie ‘Ghost’ when Elma May (was that her name?) had to give that million dollar check to the Nuns—you had to see the clip to understand. Speaking of which, if you haven’t seen ‘Ghost’, you should. It is a wonderful movie, but another subject, so back on topic— this afghan (after I tell you about last year).
Last year I was diagnosed with Lymphoma, which really threw a monkey wrench into my life, in general. Talk about a set back and a wake up call, in one compact package, and again, another subject, but one with a point, at this point, and that point being— the chemo drugs they used to fight my cancer with did a number on my nervous system. For a long time, my hands were so numb I couldn’t turn the key to let myself into my house. Ditto for driving my car. Knitting and Crocheting turned out to be the answer to that problem where my hands were concerned. I can happily announce that my hands are working, again — almost normally. I wish I could say the same for my feet and ankles. Swimming last summer helped the old circulation quite a bit, but here in Virginia, this time a year, the swimming pools are closed. Well, except for at the YMCA, but now I’m too broke to buy membership there. Oh, how I wish I still had Magi, and that we were both still young enough to hit the trails like we did in the old days. AH, my type of exercise. This time of year, I long for those days.
Boy, did I get side tracked … back to this afghan. I’m thinking now that I’ve poured over 85 hours into knitting this masterpiece, and I love the design myself, I’ll write down the instructions to make a pattern to sell on Etsy so that others might make their own. I might need to refer back, and repeat this afghan since I really do like the colors and feel of the yarns; Lions Brand…Homespun (made right here in the USA).
It’s been a long day, chasing forgotten passwords and trying to remember how to post on Etsy. Time has slipped away so insidiously since last I blogged. For awhile, I slipped out of the computer (every day) world, altogether. I simply got overwhelmed—probably, more typical, than not, for old folk like me, so I decided to focus on writing, and making a living, instead. But alas, as was announced recently, 2 out of 3 of my books have been launched on Amazon. Book 3 of my newest series is in the works, and I’m ‘almost’ ready to pick up where I left off a year or two ago.
For the past year, I’ve been extremely ill, Some of the medicines I was talking effected the nerves in my hands and feet. At one point, I couldn’t even turn the key in the ignition of my car due to numb fingers. But I discovered the therapeutic wonders of knitting and crocheting. And as a result of exercising my hands, and in an effort to create an income, have made quite a few unique purses while I’ve been unable to work elsewhere. The photograph above depicts one of my pocketbooks. It took me about 3 evenings to knit the pocketbook shown. Sometimes, when life hands you lemons, you just gotta make lemonade, I suppose. Thus, today I began posting on Etsy, again, blowing the dust off of that account. It would be nice to be able to buy more yarn, to make more stuff, to sell, to buy more yarn, to make more stuff. LOL — sort of like buying those plastic storage containers so you can buy more stuff to put in them.
Since time still eludes me, today’s blog topic will be one of my Etsy posts. That’s not to say that I’ll be posting daily. I honestly don’t see that happening, so why elude you or myself? If you’ve dropped by, please feel free to check out some of my older categories. I tried to add variety to my blog and intend to, again, as time allows. In the meantime, please enjoy today’s visit,
Now that Olivia has been picked from her tree and taken into the house, Jack not knowing she is special has offered her to his father (Mr. Zimp) for dessert. Luckily for Olivia, she was accidentally knocked off of the table and has rolled through Mr. Zimp’s formula and is now under the chair and out of sight. Whew! And so the story continues . . . The following illustration is from the prototype I worked up while putting my book together. The font has changed since the book has been published, but the story has not changed.
Links added … insight into “How Orples Came To Be“
… part 1 posted on January 6, 2012
… part 3 posted on January 7, 2012
… part 4 posted on January 8, 2012
… part 5 posted on January 9, 2012
Olivia (an intelligent little orange) is about to be picked from her tree. Now, her life is really getting ready to change. What am I talking about? Why “orples”, of course. Jack, an only child, and Olivia are about to become unlikely friends as events unfold in this new book. “How Orples Came To Be” (63 color illustrated pages) begins the series of orples adventures. My publishers list it as a children’s book, but I think it is appropriate for anyone 8 – 80. There are lots of subtle little lessons hidden between the lines that apply to us all dealing with friendship, loneliness, loyalty, and that nagging little battle we all sometimes experience when right and wrong are not easily separated. The story description is a little different on Amazon’s site and by my publisher. Both summaries are correct. The alternate version focuses more on the story itself.
You can buy the book by through Amazon.com’s website, linked by the book’s title or click here.
Update as of March 21, 2012
Links added … insight into How Orples Came To Be”
… part 2 posted on January 7, 2012
… part 3 posted on January 8, 2012
… part 4 posted on January 9, 2012
… part 5 posted on January 10, 2012
Orple Series . Book 2 … “The Orples Make A Tree Home” is now available on Amazon.Com. in soft cover . 37 (color illustrated) pages. Now that the orples are free from their tree, they have new needs. This book tells the tale of how the orples transformed in the Treasure Tree, into a home. Come along as they carry out their first goal.
More insight into this book on blog post “The Orples Make A Tree Home“.
Orple Series . Book 3 … The Orples Learn To Read. The third book in the Orples Trilogy encourages children to want to read and learn. Olivia is a little book worm longing to explore the wonders of our world through the pages of a book.