Another Crochet Mishmash

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This is a typical ball of yarn. Innocent looking, right?


This is an example of a typical yarn shop.


And so is this.


This is my own private yarn shop, actually it’s my yarn closet on steroids … well, a good portion of it anyway. The scenery changes as I take from my stash to complete projects, but then I add more yarn when I see types or colors I just have to have, even if I don’t have a certain project in mind.

The other day I was browsing yarns in yet another store when a woman next to me, who was doing the same thing, started to leave with several skeins of yarn in her cart. Suddenly she stopped and grabbed another one, saying “I better get this one, too, just in case…” We smiled at each other and I replied, “I think and do that all the time!”

Have I told you how much I love to crochet? 

Crocheting is something I can do during CFIDS and FMS flareups and even migraines. It helps keep my hands busy and my mind focused on something other than me and my pain. There have been times when I don’t feel like picking up one of my crochet hooks, but that is truly rare. It is a soothing therapy where I can see the results of my efforts and that means a lot at a time in my life when I often feel like I am floundering in a sea of pain. I started taking photos of my completed projects—well, when I remember to do so—as a way of feeling a sense of accomplishment on days when I feel like I get nothing done.

You can see some of my completed crochet projects here and here.


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Monday Lapghan Mishmash

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For the past couple of years I’ve been keeping busy crocheting lapghans as therapy, plus it serves as a ministry. Somehow the process of crocheting seems to keep me from totally focusing on my pain. I have several patterns—some from actual patterns and some I make up as I go along—but they all have one thing in common: they are quick and easy to work up.

So here are my latest projects, displayed in a collage for your viewing enjoyment.


Oh, the pain…

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This Mishmash Monday is brought to you by the pain I live with every day. There are several things I’m going through this week that will make it difficult for me to work on my blog regularly for the next couple of weeks, so I’m scheduling several inspirational image posts to remind you how much you are loved by Jesus Christ, the One who loves us so much He died for our sins.

Even though I endure pain on a daily basis, I always look to my Savior and Lord, Jesus Christ, for “the peace that passes all understanding” (Philippians 4:7). And I absolutely “consider it all joy…when [I] encounter various trials” (James 1:2).

How is this even possible? Because I know where my true joy lies: in the knowledge that one day I will no longer be in any kind of pain as I enjoy life in my new heavenly home.

So, here’s my mishmash of images that describe (in a way) how I feel on any given day.


My term for de-conditioning is “payback”



This is how I should look because of how I normally feel

This is how I should look because of how I normally feel

Migraine head

Migraine head


If you have trouble viewing the Casting Crowns video above, here are the lyrics to the song, “Praise You in This Storm”:

I was sure by now
God You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say “Amen”, and it’s still raining

As the thunder rolls
I barely hear Your whisper through the rain
“I’m with you”
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away

And I’ll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
And every tear I’ve cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

I remember when
I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to you
And you raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can’t find You

But as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
“I’m with you”
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away


I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth


Tulip Mishmash

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Since it is almost officially Spring, my mind has been on tulips, my favorite flower. And since I am a pink girl, most of these mishmash photos are of pink tulips! A couple of these images are of tulip bouquets I have enjoyed in my own home. I hope you enjoy these as much as I do!

Crochet Mishmash


I haven’t been doing as much crocheting lately as I usually do, but on this Mishmash Monday thought I’d share a mishmash of crochet photos with you.

Some of these are PIPs (Projects-in-Planning) and some are finished. Others just show you a jumble of yarns—from a basketful of skeins for a current WIP (Work-in-Progress) to a snowflake pillow to a shopping basket of rainbow color skeins for an afghan I made for Kathy a year or two ago. And let’s not forget my yarn stash closet: I took 5 hanging sweater shelves and filled them with yarn, color coded (in a way).

So there it is. My crochet life in color…

Pot Shelves Mishmash


When Rick and I first moved here, I immediately loved all the pot shelves in the great room. However, I could not visualize how I could decorate them. Enter Daughter Kathy, who is blessed with artistic foresight and decorating ability far beyond my capabilities. I spread out all the items for her to see, and she came up with the greatest mishmash decorating scheme ever!

I haven’t changed a thing in the almost-8 years we’ve lived here because I can’t imagine them any other way. So here’s a peek into my kitchen.

As you can see, Rick and I love cobalt blue and have collected these pieces for years. The pedestal dish shown in the bottom left photo was Rick’s Mom’s and kind of started us on our quest for more cobalt glass. When we lived in California, we used to camp at the coast at least once a month. And on each of those trips we visited a thrift or antique store in search of even more cobalt glass items. Fun and precious times…