what? who said that

Picture one Stations of the Cross my dad made in my (well the church I grew up in) church.

Picture two my original quote and the wall hanging I made for it

Picture three my mom , my sister Elizabeth in the back in red, my sister Mary Kay in blue and my sister Sandra on the end. The rest are some of my neices.

My weekend at Creating Keepsakes Convention in Louisville was ok. It was exhausting but fun to see all the scrapbook products. I really didn't take any pictures at the convention either. it was kind of crowded, but no too bad.

Things that are weighing down the brain and mood:

TAXES. Please tell me I'm not the only one not done? I have an appointment to get them done Thursday, and I'm petrified. I guess I'm just in denial. We've owed in the past so it's always a crapshoot and I'm always surprised by the outcome. This year with working from home, I'm sure it'll be a mess. ugh.

WEIGHT: but what else is new.

NOSE: it runs all the time

HOUSE: it's a wreck.

oh well

I might be getting better

I woke up feeling good! not usual, sadly, for me. Yesterday I said this to someone about my 'self' and my attitude: I'm better than I used to be, but not as good as will be.
What makes me feel good about that is that I said that without thinking or fear or hesitation. and it felt good.

Here's a wall hanging I made too of the quote

blogger

It's so easy to change the background, thanks backgroundfairy.com, and the header, I'm really addicted to it.
I decided to make the 'ways I don't suck' category more regular.
So today the way I didn't suck, was that I worked my whole shift, and didn't drop any hours! and boy HOWDY, did I want to.

gonna be a good day, Tater

Back when I didn't work from home, I had to get up about 6am to be at work by 8am. But since I work from home, and get paid by the call and we don't get many calls before 830, I usually don't get up until 730 now. And because of my depression, I like to sleep. I have a hard time sleeping though. But today, I was supposed to have a health screening for insurance at 645, about 25 miles away from me. So of course I couldn't sleep for some reason. and I had to get up at 530. So I had about 4hours of sleep. Which wouldn't have been a big deal except when I got to the place the screening was supposed to be, one of the branch offices of my husbands job, there was no one there, no signs of life. I drove around some. And we don't have our cell phones anymore to save money. Which was fine normally since we got some pay as you go phones, but time had run out on them too. So I had no way to call (have you tried to find a pay phone lately. They don't exist!). So gave up and came home. soooo sleepy. but my day is nearly over, and I hope to get a good nights rest! I used to get up on my days off pretty early. I didn't want to miss anything. And I didn't want to burn daylight. But a function of my depression is sleep. Sometimes I let myself give in and sleep late, but not often. But I think I'm too hard on myself. Always have been. Maybe I'll just let myself be.

cooking

I love to eat but I don't like cooking. I think the reason I hate it is because I constantly feel like I'm trying to piece things together. I never seem to have everything for a recipe that I need, and I feel like I'm short changing the dish by substituting. The other day Posie Gets Cosy was saying she wasn't feeling good, and she just wanted to be in the kitchen cooking. It made her feel better. Suddenly, an epiphany. Maybe I could like cooking?
I saw a recipe on the can of chicken broth for pot pie. I had everything it called for!! It was chicken, broth (duh) any veggies you wanted, self rising flower and milk. And a whole stick of melted butter! normally me likey like that, but it was too much even for us! Half a stick would have been good. But it turned out good. Even husband liked it.
At Madisons birhtday party my husbands first wifes sisters husband was asking everyone what their speciality of the kitchen was. He asked me and I was like "umm, martinis?" And I asked Husband what he thought it was. He said "making something out of nothing". I thought that was awesome. He specifically was referring to scalloped potatoes I'd made the week before. I think he thought I made the recipe up! lol Anyway, maybe I can start looking at some other things in Life like that. Like maybe I don't suck? In fact, I've always been super self conscious about my teeth. I call them my hillbilly teeth because they've got so many spaces. A friend said she thought they were cute. They made seem vulnerable and were just a part of me. She was complimenting me and it felt so nice because it wasn't "oh you've been working out and you look good" or "your new haircut looks good" it was something that was a part of me like height!