75 degrees and snowmen

I don't know the exact temp, but the

news said it was supposed to be 75 this morning

and break the record of 71 degrees for

the warmest morning on this date.  I do

know it's been raining a little bit and was

sprinkling when I took B'Elanna out.  I'm

hoping for a thunderstorm but you know how

that goes; Goldilocks zone and all.....

So, even though I love the warm weather

I decided snowmen were the order of the

day.  These are just the cutest snowmen ever!

Yes, another journal.  Remember I said I

got them for 50 cents each? !

 

Sort of a matching card.  I decided the

violet didn't look as good as blue.  Actually

the pattern calls for confetti pink which I have

never been able to find, even on the internet.

I think when the patterns were designed it was

available or something.  Although it lists the same

colours on new patterns, too.  Maybe it's something

you can only find in the UK.  The blue fuzzy

yarn really makes it festive.  I don't think I sent

Christmas cards last year, or maybe just a few.

I'm not officially celebrating Christmas in that

I don't have a tree anymore and have no desire

to decorate, but I do love to stitch so I may as

well put it to good use and make some cards.

I am looking forward to dinner tonight with

my friend, Dianne.  I think we are finally over

our Mexican  phase.  We're going to a place

in town that serves both American and Chinese

food.  We always have American.  If I'm going

to eat Chinese food I like to go to the Great 

Wall buffet  so you can have a choice.  John and

I used to go there a lot.  We also used to go

to Olive Garden  frequently.  I miss going there.

I was talking to a friend yesterday who lost her

husband 3 months ago.  We were discussing

how life would go on but it would never be

the same again.  You've lost a part of yourself

and it can never be replaced.  You change.  It's

hard to explain even to yourself the change inside.

It will be two and a half years this month since 

John died and still some days it seems surreal.

I don't know how people get through things

like this without God to turn to.  Prayer was

the only thing I had some days to keep me

going.  I'm grateful that John is with God

and I would never ask him to come back

even if I could, but I wish he hadn't had to go.