Let’s get real

Often times I wonder, am I sharing too much about personal things? Sometimes I turn the death of a loved one into a PSA about reason why you shouldn’t drink and drive, or I’ve written about struggles with food allergies and why they should be taken seriously.

Today I’m going to do it again, however this time it’s not a PSA but a new discovery in my life that happened recently (last week), I wanted to talk about this because I’m sure I’m going to have plenty of entries talking about new stuff and well here is the reason.

It all began last spring when I took the ancestrydna test, I wanted to learn more about where my family came from, I wanted to learn about every piece of my heritage, read about the countries and learn about their traditions, maybe even add some into my life.

A few things showed up and to be honest my reaction was “I’m part Icelandic? That’s so cool”, “Not, what?! Where did this come from?!”

Then they started to do dna matching, most names I recognized…and then a lot I didn’t. I got matched to a first cousin who I had never met before, I’m thinking someone in the family had a baby and gave it up for adoption, that was until I realized that this cousin was the same age as all my aunts and uncles.

I started asking questions and no one knew about this person. I started talking to this person and who last Monday put me in contact with a few more people and that is when I discovered that not only did I have a different biological father than my father who raised me, but I also have SIX half siblings.

Now my biological father passed in 2010, but I have been talking to four old my new half siblings, I’ve met three of them, and they have all been very welcoming. It’s been a very weird and overwhelming and anxious experience and well I just went from two half sisters to FIVE half sisters and three brothers.

I am thankful that I have had the support from my husband and kids during this, also my mother’s side as well as all the aunts and uncles from my dads side. Most of all I am thankful that even though it was an uncomfortable five minutes talking to my dad about what I found, we have carried on like normal, because I am his daughter and he is my father.

So this might be too much, but I wanted to share this news with you all because as I said, I will most likely be talking about this more or talking of new siblings.

Have a great day folks

This could take awhile

I absolutely love my new wheel

I spun up 1/4 lb of this lovely blue merino and thought “How lovely would it be to ply this with a brown?”

The idea sounded amazing in my mind, however I don’t have a lot of brown wool to spin up. I have a love of white wool because I love dying yarn, but out of all my wool I only have 1 brown fleece….that while washed it still has some VM in it. Somehow this was overlooked that time I washed several fleeces in one week 🤷🏻‍♀️

I tried many ways to clean some of these wool, picking stuff out by hand, using the wool picker, using the combs, the hand carders, and drum carders.

This is entirely 100% my fault. I should have took better care in the summer and taken my time. Not that it will go to waste, this will be stuffed into whatever toy I make next.

What did work was the hand picking, drum carding, wool combing combination but by the time I got to that point my hands hurt due to some cross contamination I got Thursday before last. Once the salve starts to kick in again, I am going to try the combination again, I could of course always dye some white wool but what is the fun in that?

Have a great day folks!

A little green

As I sit here and sip warm tea from my mug, enjoying the last of the natural heat coming from the greenhouse on this warm 48 degree day, I am ready to admit that I miss the warm sunshine and the green grass.

Yes, this snow lover is caving. The rain and ice this winter has really gotten me down, too many falls, too many walks to the greenhouse to feed birds and try to collect eggs in freezing rain. I love the beautiful glitter of snow, the smell of it in the air, I love how it perfectly forms to my body when I lay in the front yard for a mid afternoon snow nap.

But I’m ready folks and I’m not alone, so here’s a blast from the past because March always feels like the longest month.

Enjoy!

I’m trying

I wish I could tell you my absence has been filled with fiber, fabric, and vinyl, but it has not. It’s been filled with hours of work. I can’t tell you the last time I picked up a skein of yarn, sat down at my sewing machine, or turned on my Cricut.

I got up most mornings at 5:45 and went off to work, some days I did not get home until almost 10 pm.

As I mentioned before, the company Toph was working for closed, so I’ve been picking up many hours at work so the savings didn’t need to be touched. Last week however, right before wrapping up a 67 hour work week, Toph received a job off and I am now back on call for weekends.

I am lucky enough that I will once again be able to stay home with my kids, I will be able to return to homeschooling the girls, and will be able to do more than dream of creating lovely things.

I was able to make a purchase last night to help me with that task, I won’t yet say what it is, that will ensure that I will update more than once a month 😂. I will tell you that I researched, I am excited, and it should be here sometime next week (providing the snow storms do not cause too much delay)

Have a great day folks!