I do not even know where to start. I wanted to do regular small posts, but this past month or so has been a busy, busy chain of events. (For example, I started this post about a week ago.)
First, there are so many wonderful things that have kept me busy, I have nothing but great feelings about it all.
I have put a lot of work into cleaning up and building my Etsy shop into my favorite thing: old paper. And my YouTube channel is growing as I add more tutorials and videos for Etsy shop items and as I showcase more journals. (Yes, I have started making some of my own journals.)
Some of you old friends who have been with me here at AMJ for a long time may like that video — an old journal reading about when the children were little.
I am not going to bore you all with a long-winded monologue about every little detail, but the highlights of November and December for me were that:
Jason and I became engaged
I had a brain MRA
I was told I had a cerebral aneurysm (my dad and grandfather both died from ruptured cerebral aneurysm)
a consult with a neurosurgeon began to prepare me for a major open brain surgery
I had a cranial angiogram to confirm the aneurysm (that test is no joke!)
I found out that, at least for now, I do NOT have a cerebral aneurysm, but rather a small dilatation on my middle cerebral artery
I will have a follow-up MRA in six months
I am still spending 2 hours a day in traffic as I prepare for a totally new job with all new responsibilities (thank heavens I will soon be back home working)
We celebrated Thanksgiving
We celebrated Christmas
I have been putting in a lot of hours to build my Etsy shop and YouTube (ephemera! be still my heart!)
I hosted a dinner gathering in December
Is it any wonder that I have not posted in awhile? That said, I want to share some photos from it all.
I must close for now. It is Saturday morning, and boy do the weekends fly! Jason and I are going out to window shop this afternoon. He LOVES watches, so I think we will just have fun looking at all the G-shocks and other watches out there. I also have a lot to do for A Bit of Birdsong. And, alas, the Christmas tree HAS to come down today. Yes. Christmas is over, peeps.
My sweetie has been so good to back me up and take care of me. I was planning last week to get into what will be my art studio and do some cleaning. It is a stick-built workshop that is now my happy place. I was going to just make it tolerable, for now. Enter Jason. Shopvac, blower, pressure washer, paint. Oh my.
I want to share a really cool story. You know I occasionally buy old photos for the shop. Recently I acquired a stack of photos that included quite a few from the mid to late 1800s. As I went through the stack I noticed that some photos had the same photographer’s logo. I began to put those to the side. Fortunately, some of these had writing on the backs. A little Google work and my Ancestry.com account connected me to one man related to TWO of these students. You see, these are all classmates from the 1868 class of Miami University. It was the sweet words written about A.L McLain on the back of his photo that unlocked the Miami University mystery.
Joseph Matthews Hibben; Dr. James Lafonts McLain; Alvan Leander McLain (died young of consumption); George Robinson; Daniel Addison McMillan; ? Brown; Federick J Picard; James Clinton Boatman.
I know several of you will really appreciate this post! At least a few of us spend significant time trying to preserve old photos!
Life is sweet. It’s short. It’s busy. I am on the road a lot lately. My children are all grown up. How did that happen? I have struggles. I have joy. They have struggles. They have joy. I guess I will be in the ding-dang “eclipse traffic” tomorrow. I’m glad I will be inside when it happens and not looking at it. I know there are people who want to travel to see it. I guess that’s not me. Singing in the wedding went well. I had a great day in the shop yesterday. My sweetie just bought us Tex Mex at Chuys and now we are riding. Well I am riding. He is driving. We hope to practice tonight. Maybe some day I will see my dream of having an RV with him and traveling around playing gigs at coffee shops and restaurants. And there is nothing wrong with busking. 😉