I Must Stitch!

It's already April!  Time has really flown this  year.  I've been doing a little better mentally, and have actually been cleaning up the patio so I can spend more time out there now that it's warming up.  I love Springtime!  

This past weekend, I got to spend with my sister from another mister.  Her name is Adrianne but everyone calls her Anan.  I went to pick her up in Huntsville and we hung out with my parents all day on Saturday up into the night, just talking!  My dad built a fire and we sat around it for a few but it made me sleeeeeeepies so we went back home and Anan stayed the night at Mom and Dad's.  I took her back to Huntsville on Sunday and then we spent Sunday doing adulting- grocery shopping, laundry, etc.  It rained this weekend, which was nice.  I just love rainy weather and there isn't much like a nice spring rainstorm in the woods!  

I saw this pattern on Instagram, and knew I had to do it.  It's so cute, and so true- stitching makes the horrors go away temporarily.  The pattern is by Beetleandthreads on Etsy.

And just look at this herb harvest!!  They are so happy out here.  

Val Kilmer and my Uncle Leon died last night. My dad’s cousin Lori’s birthday was also yesterday so that means her dad died on her birthday which is terrible. :( I always loved Uncle Leon when I was a little kid. He was fun. As I got older, I didn’t see him as much but I always thought it was cool how much he and Grandad looked alike. I think Uncle Leon was just a little older than Grandad, maybe a year or two. Granny dated him before she got with Grandad. He was in pretty bad shape. :(  

When I went out to have coffee with Mom and Dad this morning, every single cow was out there, and they were ALL laying down. It was so weird, I have never, ever seen all the cows laying down. Some were just relaxing and others you could tell were OUT, because their heads were on the ground. The tiny baby one was snuggled up to his mommy. He is the cutest little guy and I wish I could go pet him and give him love. He is timid, though. They are not petting cows. Ah well...