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I used my Ateco icing colors to dye this yarn. I love the colors, but this dye seems to still be bleeding out after I have washed the yarn 6 times in both hot and cold water. It's still me experimenting with dye, and I am expecting some "real" acid dye to arrive later this week. I'm hoping to have a go with similar colors once the acid dye arrives. I do love this though. This is also my first batch of yarn over 100 yards! I believe this will be going to my Mom for testing. It's definitely bulky.
This toy isn't for these cats but I thought I'd test it out with them. A motorized 'mouse' runs underneath the fabric and everybody pretty much freaks out over it.
Booma is finally starting to get better. She has been the the vet twice this week. And now she is starting to clean, and eat her food. She should be all better very soon! :) I was really worried about her.
In her behavior, Mabel is pretty much back to normal, being nice to me and swatty with the other cats. She still has a lot to recover from, it will be a couple of months before we know if she needs more surgery. Hope not.
So I had an extraordinary experience today.
I left the house early to flickr because the morning fog was really cool and I thought I could get some good pics. Before I left I thought "Take you meds!" Of course, I forgot to! I had not gotten very far when I realized that I had forgotten but, much to my surprise, my first thought was - "I can live an hour without my meds. I will be fine and I will be happy." What a GREAT thought! I went and took some really neat pictures of a BUNCH of open water certification classes and then headed down to my seagull spot. And that is when it crept in. A series of bad thoughts started to take hold of me. By the time I got to the ocean, nothing was pretty. Nothing was beautiful. It was all ugly. The light - my whole reason for being there - was now "wrong." I couldn't SEE. And just as all that was happening, I realized the thought, MY thoughts that had cause it. The scenery was not ugly, I had made it that way by thinking bad thoughts. And the bad thoughts were mine. I had been fine, then I wasnt and the only difference was what I had decided to think. And by changing my thoughts, I pulled myself out of the depressive cycle. The whole incident lasted less than 10 minutes from the first triggering thought to being ok (not great, but ok) again. I say ok because I still need to deal with the triggers because there are real issues there. But at least I know that it was my attitude toward those triggers that caused me issues. It feels sooo empowering!