This morning I look like a spotted owl. A visit to my dermatologist yesterday ended up in my having so many keratosis burned off one side of my face that it felt numb. I had more burned off of my hands and arms and had two more biopsies taken. This will make 14 skin cancers I have had removed if they prove malignant. Little did I know when I was a teenager that I was destroying my skin when I baked and burned trying to achieve a 'Copper Girl' tan.
The above is an explanation of this hodgepodge post. A little of this and that.
On my last post I told you about my visit from my friends from Switzerland. I just uploaded the picture I took of them and I will introduce them to you now. I met them when we moved into an apartment in Spencer, Massachusetts. Mark was in High School and Gail was just starting first grade.
Karl and Margrit lived in the next door apartment. Being Swiss, Margret was the most capable housewife I have ever met. She had learned to knit, crochet, sew and cook when she was just a child. She could knit a sweater without dropping a stitch while carrying on a conversation.
It was an unhappy time in my life because I missed my house in Tuscon and didn't know a soul in New England. I was snowbound in my small apartment and had very little to occupy my time. Bless Margrit - she taught me to knit.
I discovered that I loved doing it and over the years I have made a dozen afghans, more sweaters than I can count, plus scarves and ponchos. I will take photos of some of them that I kept to show you what a good teacher Margrit was. The upshot of it was, Margrit saved my life. Wayne was working from early morning until ten at night and the children had their own friends and activities and I could only read so many books. Without this new hobby I would have been miserable.
The challenge of a new activity kept me happy and I will always be grateful to Margrit.
So I now present the Wuegers from a small town near Zurich.
Lady Luz of the great blog, Everything and Nothing gave me a Kreativ Blogger award and I am to write seven interesting things about myself. That will be the hard part, because I inherited one negative trait from my maternal grandmother. She always said, "If I talk to you for fifteen minutes you know my life history." Because I have been writing this blog for a year I have already divulged anything that could possibly be of interest about me. And a lot that wasn't. ;-)
(I suppose some would say that I have diarrhea of the mouth. Kinder souls would say that I am a very open person. I just say, I never did have sense enough to keep my mouth shut.)
I am also supposed to pass this award on to 7 others. Now that will really be hard because I love all of the Blogs I read and I don't want to leave any of them out. Could I just say that if you like this award and you are on my blog list please feel free to help yourself? Am I breaking blog rules here? Help!!!
Okay, seven interesting things you don't know about me. At least, I don't think you do.
1) My favorite color has changed over the years. When I was a child it was pink. Then that became dusky rose. Years later I fell in love with teal. Now I love apricot. Does this mean that I'm fickle?
2) I am sure I qualify as an Anal retentive type. My drawers are neat and my closet is color coordinated. (Sometimes ---)
3) I was never athletic and have always had a poor sense of balance.
4) I was very good at roller skating, though, because my parents wouldn't buy ice skates for me. I compensated by learning all the dance steps possible on wheels.
5) As a child I loved dolls and played with them until it became embarrassing.
6) I suffer from wanderlust. My only regret in being old is that I will never see the Taj Mahal, the Pyramids, or the Great Wall of China. I wanted to see all of those places before I died. It is no longer a feasible dream.
7) Christmas was always my favorite holiday. The weeks of anticipation, preparation and decorating before the big day were magical to me. Then the arrival of the big feast day, starting with a champagne breakfast and ending with a contented glow after a happy day. (Not from the champagne, you silly -.)
So there you have it. Not exactly the Seven Wonders of the World, but I have fulfilled my obligation. Now if I could only post the award on my sidebar. Sigh!
The other evening I went to my front window and was greeted by this sight. I ran to get my camera and am sharing the view with you.