A Contemplative Life

And...two weeks of caffeine-free living! As well as a week since I last blogged, lol. Hosting grandkids will do that to a person. But the lads are home and I've had a good night's sleep, and now it's time to jump back into my other life, that of an author who quilts and keeps chickens.... But before I get into that, let me say that not imbibing in caffeine has been an overall good experience, albeit not truly alleviating my tinnitus as much as I would hope. But I'm not exhausted at night, nor do I need a lift mid-morning. I'll continue to avoid caffeine as long as I feel the need.  So, grandsons visiting: Our eldest chap made scones with Grandpa, while I taught the younger grandson how to use my sewing machine! Both boys enjoyed the chickens, as well as trekking around, and I played a lot of card games and did plenteous art. My youngest grandson can read EVERYTHING, that was marvelous, while the elder received a calculus lesson from Grandpa, lol. I didn't do any...

Coasters. 'Nuff said. Because I lived in Britain, I love tea. Because I love tea, I use coasters. Because I sew, I make coasters. Because I keep my scraps handy (meaning because I don't put things away and they clump on surface areas) I fashion coasters. Because coasters are easy to put together when scraps are plentiful, I design a LOT OF COASTERS. And because I wrote a chapter this morning without a lot of sturm und drang, I had time to pin together random beautiful fabrics and Bob's your uncle: Here's a pile of mug rugs waiting to be turned into sweet little quilt sandwiches. And yeah, twenty-one days without caffeine. Talk about ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom Bob's my uncle! Dude, yeah, no regular tea. Or coffee. But the sense of wanting something that'll pack a punch lingers. I forced my withdrawals onto my protagonist, lol. Poor chap is aching for something strong, while I wonder if removing caffeine has made any difference to my tinnitus or blood pressure. I'...