Chili Cheese Dogs

Saturday morning I planned to get some chili cooking because somebof the family was coming over for chili cheese dogs.  Here is how it went:

After the loss of two pounds of ground meat (it smelled funny once I started frying it, even though the date was good), one chopped onion, one chopped green pepper, 1 wooden spoon (because Addie chewed it up while I was on my way to IGA to get replacement meat)  and not to mention the loss of my dignity because I was wearing purple, green, and black stretch pants when I went into IGA to get replacement meat, my chili has finally been started. Hallelujah.

Oh, and did I mention the one inch long slice in the pad of my thumb from the stubborn can of chili beans? Have you ever tried to peel a soft-boiled egg without your thumb? It's not easy. The soft boiled egg did not go in the chili, it was part of my much-delayed breakfast. Sigh.

Yes, I am alive

Okay, so I know I have been gone for a while. Life has been quite an adventure. It has not always been the adventure I would have chosen, but an adventure just the same.

My family has gone through quite a bit of changes in the last couple years.  We have had two weddings, both of the kids made it official.

My son is still having difficulties but the improvement we have seen is remarkable.  If any of you are going through addiction problems with yourself or family members, please remember it can get better. We are not out of the woods yet, but the trees are thinning.

I haven't done a lot of quilting over the last couple of years but I have done some. Just recently my friend Mary and I went on a mini retreat, just the two of us, and I accomplished quite a bit. I was able to put this quilt top together.

Just wanted to give you all a quick update. I'm still alive, I'm still breathing, and I'm still quilting!