Crafty things
Jan. 19th, 2022 05:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartWhat a surprise - NOT! Right? ;)
Anyway, I've made Page 3 of the baby book and started making the photo mats that will go into the side-loading pages. I've got quite a few postcard-sized white cardstock pieces. Mum supports various charities, and some of them - like the artists who paint with their mouths or feet - send her a bunch of double cards once a year. For some reason that I fail to understand, Mum doesn't want people to know where those cards came from, so she asks me to cut off half of them (where the name of the charity stays) and gives them away as single cards. I then use the remaining halves whenever I have to glue on one side of the cardstock, so that the charity names won't be seen.
Nothing gets wasted in this household! *g*
Other than that, we had a quiet day - just the way we like them. My friend Evie dropped by with a bag of apples, and we had the usual masked exchange in front of the building, much to the bafflement of any possible Secret Service agents that spy on the population.
The son of one of Mum's former colleagues (alas, no longer with us) has called last week and wanted to visit. At first Mum said okay, come - but then I pointed out that we don't even know if the guy is vaccinated or not and besides, he never visited or even called earlier, so Mum decided to cancel the visit, saying that I was ill. Which is true. I was - last week. I seem to be over the cold now, but the last thing I need is some guy I saw about three times in my entire life snowing in and sharing his germs with us.
He wanted to call again before coming - thank God, he hasn't called so far, and by now it would be way too late for a visit anyway. But I don't want him over here. And neither of us understands why would he want to come now. His mother has been dead for years, and we never had any particular contact with him, before or after her passing - save for the fact that he sometimes answered the phone for his mother.
Yes, I know it sounds uncharitable, but we have been missing friends and family for health considerations for almost two years. I don't think we should start socializing with a complete stranger now.
Anyway, I've made Page 3 of the baby book and started making the photo mats that will go into the side-loading pages. I've got quite a few postcard-sized white cardstock pieces. Mum supports various charities, and some of them - like the artists who paint with their mouths or feet - send her a bunch of double cards once a year. For some reason that I fail to understand, Mum doesn't want people to know where those cards came from, so she asks me to cut off half of them (where the name of the charity stays) and gives them away as single cards. I then use the remaining halves whenever I have to glue on one side of the cardstock, so that the charity names won't be seen.
Nothing gets wasted in this household! *g*
Other than that, we had a quiet day - just the way we like them. My friend Evie dropped by with a bag of apples, and we had the usual masked exchange in front of the building, much to the bafflement of any possible Secret Service agents that spy on the population.
The son of one of Mum's former colleagues (alas, no longer with us) has called last week and wanted to visit. At first Mum said okay, come - but then I pointed out that we don't even know if the guy is vaccinated or not and besides, he never visited or even called earlier, so Mum decided to cancel the visit, saying that I was ill. Which is true. I was - last week. I seem to be over the cold now, but the last thing I need is some guy I saw about three times in my entire life snowing in and sharing his germs with us.
He wanted to call again before coming - thank God, he hasn't called so far, and by now it would be way too late for a visit anyway. But I don't want him over here. And neither of us understands why would he want to come now. His mother has been dead for years, and we never had any particular contact with him, before or after her passing - save for the fact that he sometimes answered the phone for his mother.
Yes, I know it sounds uncharitable, but we have been missing friends and family for health considerations for almost two years. I don't think we should start socializing with a complete stranger now.
