Moving Notice

I've decided to pick up where I left off, but I've moved over here. A fresh start so to say.

Small Steps

To get back into the swing of crafting, I started small last night. Organizing my embroidery threads. Here is some of them here. Those large spools on the top right hand corner are wool threads that I was given when a elderly friend of the family passed away. I hoard them carefully and have only used them a few times. Always looking for that perfect project that will lovingly show them off. There colours are brillant still. I had to by some more floss bobbins to finish up this task tonight. a great way to justify a little TV watching.

Um..... 8 Months?

Hi, I say sheepishly.

I do exist. Just did not exist in blogville for a while. Can't even say why really. I guess what I needed was "out there". I miss it in "here" though.

I was pretty creative here and there. Sold some jewellery. Helped to pay for a trip to the Dominicain Republic we took this past week with Hubby, Lina and myself.

My mind has been flowing in other streams for a while I guess.

Many thanks to Angharad. Girl, I know you checked up on me and I can't tell you how much that meant to me. I was just lost for a little while. I looked at your kind inquiry many times, and I just didn't know how to respond. I know, I could have just said hi, but somehow, I had no voice.

I don't know what I expected from blogging. I found a community, wonderful people, like minded people, I never seem to meet outside of blogging. But for a while, I guess I needed a little grounding. I was spending WAY to much time blogging or reading blogs and lost touch I guess with the world where others don't know me as well. Maybe I closed off a little of myself to non-bloggers when I should have been trying harder to keep myself open to them, even though I don't find much in common with them.

Now that I look back at the length of time I've been gone from here, I realise what it is that bothered me most about not blogging. Blogging has been recording my creative life. 8 months without that record and I guess I kind of feel sad that this record of events as they occur is somehow lost in a way.

I guess without having recoginzed it before that a need to create a record of my life is exactly why I started blogging.

Anyway. A lot can happen in 8 months. Alot has. But I guess I need to start recording my life again. So here I am.

Well, where do I begin?

So Lina tried something new this last weekend. She drag raced her bike at the King of The Hill drag races in North Bay. I really had my doubts about her going through with it but Friday night after waiting two hours in line to register, she got out for her first time trial and did wonderfully. She listened so well to instructions! Hubby put street tires (from a scooter) on her Honda 50 and explained in quite some detail what she had to do. Friday night she did an 1/8 of a mile in 23 seconds and reached about 29 miles and hour.
















Lina and Hubby at the line setting up in front of the Christmas tree getting into the "box", Lina is on the red Honda in the red suit and blue helmet.

Here is Lina waiting in the staging lane. Her little friend she met there, JJ is on the blue Yamaha behind her.






















Here's Hubby giving her some last minute advice and instructions.






















So Saturday she made it to the quarter finals! Sunday she "broke out" (went faster than her dial-in time) and so didn't go on. By then she was down to a 17.2 second 1/8 of a mile and 35 miles per hour. If she was more confident with her gears, she could probably get it down a few seconds and believe it or not would be just a few seconds slower as some full size vehicles!

Hubby brought his bike up too, cause we were there anyway, and did very well, getting a third place in the superbike class.

After the day was done Sunday, Hubby took Lina up for a helicopter ride that was there on the grounds. All in all an exciting weekend for Lina.

And, she wants to do it again. I wonder when the next opportunity will be? I'm so proud of you Lina for trying something so different!