I scanned an old photo of my older and younger brother and me today. Mom’s nickname for me is Diadsie (dyed-see) and Brian calls me little Diads sometimes. So this is from 1961 and in bad shape. I was trying to photo shop it using my laptop. I’m not saying I’m finished with it, but I think I resemble my own son at about 1.5 here. He also had straight hair in the front and curls in the back. We both had those chubby cheeks.
I like how I’m holding my brother’s ear-lol.
It’s also not too exciting around here because of the blasted cold. We had a bit of cabin fever and went down to the local stores. Big Lots had a customer appreciation day Saturday (if you have their Buzz card), and Brian and I went and save over $20!
I decided to clean up my African violets. I had 16 of them and lost 2. Many are special varieties from a seller at the Philadelphia Flower show. I do have to clean up the rest of the plants and the windows they are in.
I went through dozens of cross stitch books as a friend in the Philippines is a beautiful stitcher and has trouble finding patterns. I’ve stitched at night more lately and I did find some for her (she wants landscapes) and me (I like ornaments especially). I found a pattern to make as a 1st birthday gift for a sweet girl.
I hope the weather holds out so I can see my mom soon!