We Interupt this Hibernation to Bring You this Special Report

I found this plaque at my favorite thrift store yesterday morning. It was 25 cents.

For a day that held plans of doll making, it ended on a much different note.

I'm thankful that my paths are directed.

Anyway.., look, Look, LOOK!

I made this doll. With my sewing machine. And a whole bunch of thrifted stuff. Everything you see here, actually.

We had our carpets cleaned yesterday, which meant that it was impossible to be on the main floor, due to drying carpets and displaced furniture.

So I went downstairs and thought that I would make some stuffed toys for Christmas gifts. But, then I found a pattern for dolls that I had bought at a thrift store for a quarter and an iron-on transfer face that was originally intended for a pot holder. I looked at the 22 inch doll pattern, and it looked like the face just might fit, so I sketched it on in pencil.

Let's just say that I now know at least a dozen ways NOT to make this doll. I fixed most of the problems, but gave up on the pinafore after two failed attempts and just tied a make-shift apron on her. Oh, and somehow I sewed her arms on wrong and will have to amputate and reattach them later. I was somewhat successful with the interfacing at the neck, which was something I had never ever attempted. I truly did not believe it would work. But, all though I doubted, the pattern people where correct.

I was trying to figure out if I could make a doll in a day, but in the evening I was interrupted by a call from an EMT calling from my dad's house. We had JUST BEEN THERE less than an hour earlier and he was fine. Just perfectly fine, for the shape he is in.

Somehow, on the leg that my dad had cellulitis, a varicose vein broke open.

I'll spare you the details, except to say that he seems fine for now.

I cannot believe he lost as much blood as he did and lived.

He can't either.

Tomorrow we shall head off to the doctor, and hopefully find some help with the fragile skin on that leg. Then, we will call around until we find a carpet cleaner willing to deal with blood.

Never doubt the power of blood thinning drugs,

and trust in the Lord.