i am back hooking ..

i never really stopped...just didn't blog about it..

i thought i would reaquaint myself with some old woolly friends from my stash..

in my world a true granny is all about colors..

using all colors in a zillion different ways..

each one a surprise ..the uglies next to the lovelies...

each square a little mandala...

healing as i hook..

reconnecting with hooky memories..

so no more hiding in the stash my lovelies...out you come ...

now where is that red... you know the one ...not tomatoe or fire engine...or blood..

the pinky cherry red..

oh there you are..

loverly....xxxxx

Foetal positition

I am still in the foetal positition....you know the positition the experts say is a protective stance

I am slowly ...slowly unfurling

I still am finding that I have a really low

(actually zero) tolerance level..

By that I mean ...people that say " i

want to pick your brains"

I think since I became the different person that I now seem to be

I am constantly meeting needy and totally overinduged women

The constants in my life now mean more to me than ever

My family

My grandchildren

My true friends

I keep asking for guidance

It hasn't come yet

Maybe it's not time

So this post is being typed on my iPhone

As I sit looking out on the Indian ocean

You may ask why am I sitting here. Doing this

Hell , I don't know .

What I am thinking is "how the hell did I get here"?