Bettering, In Progress

42 and Rambling

A staple of my latest schtick, for anyone who will stick around for my stand-up, is pondering whether my current love of life is genuine or a result of my anti-depressant.  I am not sure why it matters, good is good.  I am going with it.


Yesterday was my 42nd birthday.  And it was fabulous.  I visited the museum, had a great dinner, and mastered French Knots.  The latter may seem trivial, but it isn’t.


I have a baby quilt list that is very long (4!).  I need to get cracking on that, but I am transfixed with this weird embroidery project I have started.  I had one vision when I began, but it morphs as I work on it.  Right now I am striving for an abstract representation of Missouri Spring.  Lots of greens, lots of scrubbiness, a river, some purple trees.  It is transfixing me right now.


Lots more to talk about as I get back into the swing of blogging.  I got accepted as a Museum Guide at the Nelson-Atkins, I have been trying to learn to meditate, to get behind the waterfall of my thoughts, and I am plotting all kinds of new quilts (in addition to those 4 baby quilts).  More on all of that later.


It is spring in Missouri.  Blue skies (and Lexapro) ahead.



1 thought on “42 and Rambling”

  1. Having been on antidepressants for over 20 years, I say genuine is what you feel, not how you got there. The important thing is joie de vivre! And French knots!

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