A Quick Trip

Wednesday was another one of those special days. I picked up Emma's Mom at the airport early that morning. She wanted to meet Aud so we came back by the house to see Aud before we went on our journey.

And then Emma's Mom wanted to see my sewing room. Now I knew I was going to get a lecture about it, but what's a quilter to do when someone wants to see your quilting room?

"Perry,you have a problem!!You have way too much fabric!!!"

Hmmm, I wonder if that means I shouldn't buy anymore? lol I guess I will have to get a PO Box and an alias. She is as bad as a couple of the girls at the lqs. When I go in there they tell me I can't buy anything because I have too much.


Maybe I better join Judy's stashbusting goals. But it doesn't seem to be working for Vicky so I am not sure it would work very well for me either, lol.

Anyway, we left the house and went to Quiltworks. That is the largest quilt store in Oklahoma and a good place to see a lot of samples. I wasn't allowed to do any shopping but we did a lot of looking and a lot of visiting.

Then we left, picked up some fast food, and took off for Tulsa. Yes, Tulsa, not to go to quilt stores, but to The Silver Needle. If you cross stitch you probably know about this store, if you don't, then you should. It is a wonderful store and we spent the whole afternoon there.

I don't have any pictures from there because you are not allowed to take them. And I can certainly see why. Every surface is covered with samples, even in the bathroom, lol. And if you want a Vera Bradley bag, that is the place to buy them! All shapes and sizes.

We left there just in time to grab a bite to eat and then I had to take Emma's Mom to the airport so she could go home. Here is a picture of the two of us with full tummies that the waiter took for us at the restaurant.

I think I made Kimberly a nervous wreck because I made the mistake of telling her I wasn't seeing the road signs on the turnpike real well until I was about 1/4 mile from them. She gulped a couple of times, lol.

I had this Oklahoma map with a small map of Tulsa in there, and I had patiently downloaded maps and addresses of the Silver Needle and a couple of quilt stores if we had time to go to them, which we didn't. And of course the great ladies at The Silver Needle gave us directions to Abuelo's, a Mexican restaurant where we wanted to eat. The only problem is they told me to turn left out of the parking lot, and 20 blocks later Kimberly finally informed me I was going the wrong way, lol.

So I turned around, called the restaurant to find out exactly where we were, and several miles later and 4 phone calls to the restaurant we finally got there, and it was raining of course. Had a great meal and then headed to the airport. It was close to 5 and the traffic was picking up but we managed to get there on time.

Kimberly was worried that I wouldn't be able to see to get home but I promised her I would be ok, and she told me I would get lost for sure, and I had better go back the way we came. I assured her I wouldn't get lost. hah! I looked at the map and tried to memorize it so I would have a good idea of what I was doing.

I pulled out of the airport and took the right road and at the last minute turned the wrong way of course. So I turned around and went the other way and the traffic was horrible. It took me 30 minutes to get to the freeway I needed to get to to come home to OKC. By this time I felt a necessary stop might be a good idea before I got on the turnpike. I needed something to drink, etc. I got off the freeway and turned down a fairly busy street and found a Taco Bell. Now this is funny because we were looking for a Taco Bell as we were leaving OKC and there wasn't one on the road I took out of town and this is the only one I saw the whole time we were gone, lol. I bought a Strawberry Fruitista (love those things!) and drove back to the freeway and got on it and headed out again.

It had started to rain again and I was behind a truck, and the next thing I knew, I had taken the wrong exit and not gotten on the turnpike. So I turned around again and made my way back to the turnpike. I am laughing to myself because I am sure if Kimberly knew this she would be laughing herself silly.

Now I am cruising down the turnpike at 75 mph and all of a sudden it comes a gully washer. It rained so hard I could hardly see (I had to slow down a lot) and it took me a little over 2 hours to get back to OKC, with the rain coming down in droves most of the time. I had called Aud before I left (we knew the weather might be bad) to see if the weather was bad and I should just stay in Tulsa overnight and she had assured me that it was not raining where I would be driving. Hah! She failed weather school I think.

As I passed the last gas stop on the turnpike I remembered I hadn't looked at the gas gage for a while, and I did have a little bit of a fright because I didn't have very much left, but I did make it till the turnpike ended and almost home before I had to fill up.

I don't think I will do any more freeway driving in strange places until I get my eyes checked out the second week of September. I think the astigmatisms are coming back in my left eye; it gets a little cloudy sometimes, and I'm not seeing as good as I think I should, BUT, I am not wearing glasses and I have my sunglasses on my head, lol.

Kimberly and I had a terrific time! She is just as warm and friendly as can be, and is another one of those people I feel like I have known forever. I have a feeling we will be making another trip to Tulsa in about a year. That's about how much cross stitch we have to do, lol. And by then, surely I will be able to see road signs better .

Pure Pleasure!!!

I get the phone call Friday afternoon that the Papparazzi Princess and her Protector, aka Hunka, have arrived at OKC Quiltworks. I get over there and poor Hunka is sitting in the car. I know it is him because he is in a Red SUV with California license, and we don't see many of them in this part of OK.

He says to me as I walk toward the car, "Are you Perry?". Yes, I am, what are you doing out here, won't Sharon let you come in? His reply, of course, "oh I have been here before". Well, at least you bought good weather. "Yes, but it is getting a little humid out here, so I will probably come in soon"

I laugh, and walk over to the door and open it, and there she is, grinning, with what else, some quilting goodies in her hand. It was as if I had known her forever. She is one of the most comfortable people to be around I have ever met.

We wander around the store and discuss different things and I decide I need to take a picture. There is a lady walking behind her and she is trying to get by. I stop her and we convince her she needs to be in this picture. Her name is Barbara Post and she is from Tennessee. So, if anyone out there knows her, tell her she is now part of blogland lore, lol.

We take a couple of more pictures; I swear I don't look this goofy in person, but maybe I do, lol. Anyway, here we are.

Now Hunka has finally wandered in and he is approaching the "reading table" very gingerly. There are 2 young girls sitting there and I can tell he is hesitant to sit. So I walk over there and ask them if they will keep an eye on him; he is a good guy, and Sharon says, he won't bite, lol, and they grin and let him sit down.

So we take a couple of pictures of quilts, find some patterns and I show her some things I think she might like and then we pay our bills and head on.

They are way behind schedule and we decide to stop at a Starbucks and visit for a little while before they head out.

I have made another football bet with Hunka. I bet him that OU will beat Missouri, and Sharon and I decide the winner will get a gift certificate from the Fat Quarter Shop, lol. And he has the nerve to tell me I need to spot him 14 points! Ain't gonna happen!! Hah! If I lose, I am going to send him an OU T-shirt and Sharon will post it on her blog, lol.

We talked for about an hour about everything under the sun and then they had to leave. I really enjoyed them being here and I really enjoyed their visit. I was sorry to see them leave so soon.
I am really looking forward to seeing them again someday.

I think it will be Sunday before they get home, so this will have to do you'll until she has time to put her spin on it.

Oh, I forgot, all of us had to be careful we weren't drinking something when the other one was talking, lol. So much fun! Thank you Sharon and Dennis for stopping by. You made my day!

A Dream Come True and Company's Coming!!

I want to thank everyone that has left comments and sent me emails on my eye problems. The eyes are doing much better thank goodness. I can see so much better than before, but I am having pretty severe headaches behind the right eye. I am hoping part of this is from allergies.

I don't have to wear glasses to drive, but my closeup vision isn't what I was hoping for. There is the "trifocal" area out there (if you are 40 or over you are probably familar with that,lol) where things are a little blurry and I definitely have to have "readers" for closeup. I am hoping that everything will settle down by the end of August or so and I will know what limitations I am going to have. I have not done a lick of sewing this week and have slept mostly. I think that is the best medicine for me right now.

One dream I have always had has come true however! I always see these young gorgeous girls with the sunglasses in their hair, and some older gorgeous women also, for that matter. Anyway I have always wanted to be able to do that, and Voila! I CAN!!!! lol

Here is a picture taken after I had my hair cut and repurpled with my sunglasses on. I took a picture with the sunglasses in my hair, but my right eye is so red that it is gross and I didn't think anyone would want to see that, lol.

I also treated myself to a pedicure, and I took this picture so you could see the purple slides the tech put on my feet after my pedicure, lol!

All of this I had to get done because Sharon is coming to town next week and has threatened me if I am not purple, lol. I am now ready for the Papparazzi Princess! And did I say I am excited about it? Well, yes, I really am. I have my camera battery all warmed up!

Hope everyone has had a good weekend and has a wonderful weekend! And thanks again to all for stopping by to see me!

But I Don't Have a Prostate!!!!

The prostate (from Greek προστάτης - prostates, literally "one who stands before", "protector", "guardian"[1]) is a compound tubuloalveolar exocrine gland of the male mammalian reproductive system. Women do not have a prostate gland, although women do have microscopic paraurethral Skene's glands connected to the distal third of the urethra in the prevaginal space that are homologous to the prostate.

Intraoperative floppy iris syndrome occurred in approximately 2% of a cataract surgery population and appeared to be caused by tamsulosin, a systemic sympathetic alpha-1A antagonist medication that is the most frequently prescribed medication for benign prostatic hypertrophy.

The male population that uses Flomax has some ungodly percentage of thie floppy iris syndrome. Flomax is used with men that have prostrate problems.

Nowhere is there an indication that I can find that I should have this. None of the meds I take, nothing, but, I DO!!!

So here is the poor pitiful person after her cataract surgery today. No makeup, patched eye, hair in great disarray.

I was supposed to have this surgery last week and I didn't get my hair cut or re-purpled because I wanted to wait until the surgery was done. I intend to get it taken care of this week. Well, Aud, in one of her HSN moments, ordered this volume shampoo, conditioner, and concrete pomade. She has been bugging me for a month to use it so last night I did. Hah! My hair feels like it is glued together, I want to wash it out, and now I can't for a couple of days, lol.

Do you feel sorry for me yet? lol, well, no need. I have enough for all of us.

The surgery went well, it lasted over an hour of course, and Doc explained about this iris crap. She put me under long enough to give me a local in the eye area and then woke me up to do the surgery. That was rather interesting. Not fun, but interesting. Evidently, when my iris is touched it starts moving around, and she went to great lengths to keep it from getting in the way as she removed the cataract. I intend to ask her tomorrow on followup if she used a dremel tool to remove the cataract, I swear I heard something that sounded like a dentist tool, lol.

And, of course, it is going to take a good two weeks for my iris to settle back down because they don't like to be fiddled with. I think that means a month or more, knowing my luck.

Looking on the bright side, she did fix the astigmatism (I don't think that is spelled right, sorry). So, it is done at least, perhaps one of these days I will be able to see real good. Hope springs eternal.

Thanks to everyone who sent me good wishes. I really appreciate them.

And if anyone wants to know more about this floppy iris stuff, there is a plethora of info on google, including some fascinating U-Tube videos, lol.

Star BOM Block 1

Well, I managed to cram this together, lol. It's a good thing you can't see the back. Hmm,hmm, my eyes are getting "worser and worser", lol. I wanted to get this done before I had my eye surgery on Monday. Maybe the next one won't take me as long and will be a little straighter. One can only hope.

Hope everyone is having fun!