It's been so long since my last post. It seems like I just can't get the time to sit down and write. I have been reading some of my favorites, but it takes me a lot more time when I have to sit and think what to write about.
A couple weeks ago, my family met at mom's house to get some things we wanted. I got some useful things, but these two are my favorites of Mom and Dad's.

I had forgotten about Dad's shoe shine kit until I ran onto it. It really brings back memories of seeing Dad polishing his shoes and boots. He even polished his work boots. I bet not too many people do that. But he was one for looking nice and taking good care of what he had. The boots are mine since I didn't have a pair of his to take the picture.

I also got Mom's rolling pin and a pie plate of hers. She must have made hundreds of pies over her lifetime. She would always make 4 or 5 at a time. Cherry, Peach but mostly apple. She'd bake them and then call us to tell us to stop by and pick one up.
When we were at mom's it was funny, Mom had a VERY OLD, bread box. Scratched paint and rusted and she just kept on using it. Anyway, Angie, Sabrina and I were in the kitchen when Angie said "Oh, I remember that! That's where Grandma always kept the Ding Dongs when we were little." Do you all know what they are? Their little chocolate cakes with cream filling. They were individually wrapped in foil. I don't know if they still make them or not. Funny how seeing things bring back memories of things long forgotten.
We have been invaded by the 13 year Cicada. I guess a large part of the United States is dealing with them. If you are not familiar with them, they are these nasty flying insects that hatch every 13 years. They burrow up from the ground, mate, and die. Here's a picture of one I took on the BBQ grill cover.

When they come up out of the ground they look very different from this picture. They have a shell on them that they kind of peel out of. Here's a pic of an empty shell.

This last week they have been driving us nuts. Their extremely loud, we can hear them even with the house closed up and the air conditioner on. I have tried to go sit out on our deck three different times this week and they are EVERYWHERE!!! I spent about 15 min total this week outside. They're loud, they fly into you and get on your clothes, and if that's not bad enough, THEY STINK!!!! Steve was mowing the other day and I went outside and OMG! So needless to say,I have been staying inside.I heard they're suppose to be around about 6 weeks. YA!
Now with thousands of these bugs,Here's a picture of the shells around one of our trees. You can not walk anywhere that you would not step on them.

And lastly, the little dogs have been banned from outside. They have to use their potty pad. They go outside and imeditatly go into a feeding frenzy. And after Sage has gotten sick twice, she now goes out with a muzzle on. We bought it thinking she couldn't get them in her mouth but OH,NO! She could still open her mouth enough to get the nasty little things in. So then I came up with the mesh and stitched it across the end of the muzzle. She didn't like it at first but now she really doesn't act like it matters. She still thinks she can eat them, so when she goes out it's really funny because she jumps at them and tries to bite them.She roots around in the grass trying to get them. Here she is after an outing with and empty shell stuck to her muzzle.

An lastly, before I go, Steve is doing very well with his knee replacements. He has not been release to return to work yet, and still has a ways to go before he will be back to normal. So now I get to have my turn. I have to have surgery for a torn meniscus, and a Baker's Cyst on Wed. While at the State Fire Convention I took a stumble from our camper steps and I guess I did it then. I didn't have any trouble for a couple of weeks, but once it started, I have not had any relief from the pain.
It continues to worsen, last night, it was bad enough I couldn't put any weight on it. This morning, still not any better so I had to take off work today. The doctor's office told me to "baby" it, ice it and wait until Wed. Guess that's about it for the latest going on in my life.
Until next time, take time to stitch.
Deana