Despite recent evidence to the contrary, I haven't forgotten I have a blog. I've just been having... well... a few issues. Thermostat related.
I have received several e-mails asking me if things were okay and one even had the subject line "MIA". So let's consider some of the options of that.
MIA - Market in action? Nope. Not going. Going to miss it. Boo hoo... okay, not really. I'll miss the folks I get to see - including my brother - but even for a "natural born talker" like me, three days of Market is hard work.
MIA - Mom is ailing? Nope. Not that either. She's fine - doing really well. So is Rosie.
She's a little disappointed though - she had a brand-new look all ready for Houston.
In the end, I decided not to go because I wouldn't have had much "new" to take with me. Life just hasn't been very cooperative these past few months... as in, that "MIA" should probably stand for...
Menopause in Arizona. Menopause in Action? Menopause is Annoying?
Yeah, yeah... "the change" has arrived. And while it hasn't been "fun", I've decided that it is kind of funny. Let me clarify one thing up front - I'm not making light of menopause or some of the problems and complications that many women suffer. That's not the case. I'm simply saying that - so far - I have decided to be amused by the experiences I've had. Hot flashes? Yeah, they're kind of funny because it took me a while to realize what was happening. Cold spells? Ditto.
Even the hormonal swings and the "drama" they can bring are kind of funny when I think about them in hindsight. Then again, maybe I've lost my marbles and don't know it.
For example, on Friday night, I went to bed at about 10:30 pm. I had plans on Saturday. I couldn't fall asleep - not to save my life. I finally dozed off at about 12:30 or so... only to awaken at 1:30 or so with a cramp in my foot. When I got up to "walk it off", I realized that I was shaking. Uncontrollable - quivers. OH. MY... I'm having a heart attack! A stroke!... Should I call 911?
Except my teeth were chattering.
I'm not a cardiac expert or anything but I don't ever remember seeing that listed as a symptom of a heart attack. After dialing back the drama, I realized that I was actually shivering. I was cold. Really, really cold... in a house with a temperature reading of 76 degrees.
Oh wait... I'm having personal thermostat issues.
Back to bed with extra quilts and socks... and you know what's coming, don't you?
An hour later I wake up in a blast furnace. Sweating like crazy.
I think I got about three hours of sleep.
Did I mention that I had to teach two sessions of a quilt club on Saturday?
The class kit was for Tidbit - one of the Little Bites. I used a kit to make a little quilt like the shirting version on the cover of the pattern. I framed that one in a 16" x 20" frame. Then I used another kit to make another version of the quilt - set on point with accent setting triangles. Then I used a third kit to make a third version of the quilt in a different setting with sashing strips and a sawtooth border. One kit was enough to make any one of the three quilts.
There were also a few ideas for what to do with leftover blocks and a bonus project.
I am hoping everybody had a nice time but I'm betting that they'll all bring sweaters next time. I was warm so we turned on a fan and upped the AC. Ten minutes later, it was quite cold in the room. Off goes the fan and down goes the AC. Thirty minutes later, I was warm.
So when it comes to that MIA thing, I think "menopause is annoying" is the way to go.