The focus is off on this image but I wanted to share anyways. This was my grandpa's measuring cup and one of my favorites. Though he had a rough life I think he found pieces of peace in the kitchen. He was a good cook and I love that I have this family treasure. I always think and feel close to my grandpa when I'm busting out my own moves in the kitchen. What a gift this little cup is.
I have been working on crate training her in hopes of finding a place where she can feel safe and cozy when I have to run to town...What a total disaster! She has broken through 2 of them. She literally breaks the metal at the weld joints and squeezes her body through an incredibly small opening. We have averted disaster as she has not gotten herself hung up but the crate thing is simply not working. I get home to find my stuff all over the place and her in total freak out mode. I cannot leave her outside in this hot weather or take her everywhere with me. Any suggestion are welcome.
I'm thankful for the weekly phone conversations with my son but I haven't hugged him or looked into his eyes since July, way to long to be sure everything in his life is good. Phone calls are great but in person check in's are always way more awesome and necessary for this mama.
Our move date is coming fast and there really is so much that must be done. Truth be told I've been freaking out a bit. I know all will be amazing and I'm trying to lift up my stress and let it go but it's hard and I haven't done such a hot job with it. I am soaking in all these moment, taking the good with the bad and learning so much about expectations, adjustments and patience. I mean after all Gods timing IS perfect why fight it.
Weather forecast says cooler days are coming our way, great news for working outdoors and perhaps I can pick up those knitting needles soon.
Hoping all is well in your hood,