North Carolina = pants?

I got back home last night from visiting my twin sister in NC. I know a lot of families have their problems, and ours wasn’t perfect (LOL – I’ve never run into one that was!), but whenever I was stressed out…. the one person I could always count on to understand was Mingo (ok, yeah, lots of nicknames on this blog… ).

She and her husband recently got themselves a beautiful 19-acre lot full of trees, a couple of creeks, and a few old buildings. It was good and very de-stressing to just ramble around with her and her dogs, and not think about work, any of the organizing/consolidating/”disencluttering” (Scruff’s made-up-but-appropriate word) that remains at home, and all the goals I have for the new year. It was good to let my mind just LET GO for a few days, and  let me subconscious do some processing. Now, I can focus on GOING WITH IT and getting the action plan into place.

One part, as usual, involves sewing. Already, Scruff and I have switched the bookcases between my office and the basement (not really that easy a feat), and I’m able to start unpacking my fabric stash! Such lovely-to-be-remembered fabrics, with so many fun clothes to be made! I love to see each fabric, and remember what I want to turn it into, and hope my skills hold up for the item. This year I plan to conquer pants – I’ve made quite a few dresses now, and thankfully gotten better with each one. While I am still learning fitting techniques, I have the basics of making a dress down, but have only made one pair of pants – I don’t count the sweats I made in 7th grade home ec! Although I often wear dresses for swing dancing, in my daily life I almost always wear pants (no girl shoes required!), and I’d really like to step it up a notch from the jeans I usually wear to work. So, since I will be repeating my minimal-clothing-purchased-change-most-of-my-closet-to-me-made-plans… pants conquering it is!

PS One of my habits is counting the hawks I see as I drive. On long trips I can sometimes make Traveling Hawk Blackjack – 21 sightings of various raptors. On the trip down, I saw 28 (woo hoo, blackjack+, baby! and one of them was a kestrel!), but with the foggy and rainy weather, only 13 roadside hawks on the return trip. On the (big) plus side, I did catch a pileated woodpecker just south of Roanoke!

Some goodness to start the new year

Last night, I and another woman whose name I’ve since learned is Kathy (could be a C), took a cold wandering dog to his or her home. The dog was a beautiful gold color (retriever? I’m not really up on my dogs), extremely well-behaved with thick luxurious fur, and a name tag that said Harbor. His or her people’s phone numbers were on there but really tiny (so if you have a dog – think about making the numbers bigger!)… no luck calling but we found a neighbor home – it was maybe 20 degrees out and we were glad the dog was safe! Then we went back to the dance.
This morning Scruff and I are meeting up with some other dancing friends for New Year’s Brunch. I think that’s a good occasion for a treat, so I’ve made some whole wheat currant scones, and tried a new recipe. The title made some outrageous claims of being the world’s best, their Scottish grandma’s recipe so I thought it worth a try – and they are really good! The only change I made was to use white whole wheat flour. We’re bringing lemon curd to go with.

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Chirp! Welcome to my new home!!

KestrelGratuitous kestrel – Squire, a traveling ambassador from Busch Gardens.

 

You know how it goes when you try to come up with username somewhere, right? All the good ones are taken? Whatever you think up feels contrived, but has to do because you just can’t think of anything.

Well this ain’t that.  Back in November I did the Whole Life Challenge with my sister and a friend of mine. We went back and forth quite a few times trying to come up with a name for our little team… and nothing sounded great. A lot of things just sounded lame. However, late one evening I was driving home from work and chatting with my sister on speakerphone. While we were talking something made me think of a trip I made to Smith Point, TX. It was borderline time for hawk migration and hey, you start talking hawks I get all excited. I started telling my sister about kettling – when the raptors are all together in the sky it’s pretty amazing to see. She’s not a bird nerd, but she laughed when I used the term “kettling” – because quite often in this challenge, we planned to be using kettlebells for our workouts.

Lightning struck me and a name for our team, and my new corner of the internet, was born! I wrote this for our team description:

When raptors get ready for migration, kettling is the staging of the group, an announcement of the imminence of departure, and a way of gaining altitude and conserving strength. The “birds” in this group are takin’ off, kettling for departure toward better selves. (It doesn’t hurt the wordplay any that we use a few kettlebells along the way too!)

The more I thought about, the more I loved the name. So I registered the domain and am launching it into the new year! This will collect things, ideas, and friends that strengthen me, give me joy, and hopefully, help me be the best me ever (not the least of which is my sweet hubby, Scruff). Lots of goals… too little time to work on them. In any case, more to come in the new year! I hope you have a great New Year’s Eve, with many awesome plans for the future.

(Oh, yeah, the challenge? It was tough but eye-opening, and yes, we’re doing it again. The next one starts January 11 – feel free to join my friends on our team, named – you guessed it, Birds Of A Kettle.)