Whimsy for Troubled Times

Spending hours a day in a nursing home with a mother with Lewy Body Dementia is certainly Troubled Times. I won't even get started on the additional stress coming at me from the facility itself. Sigh.

It's a huge effort to even stay awake when I get home in the evening. And then I'm sort of a sighing zombie-woman. I'm trying very hard to find any little place where I can feel and be light-hearted and remember the joy in the Universe.

Last week, I stopped by BooksAMillion on my way home to get a cup of tea, to unwind, and wandered into the Old Navy next door. And wandered out with:

Dr. Seuss hands!!

These gloves were on sale - in matched pairs, of course. I bought the last purple pair for me and bought the navy/white stripe for my sister. Then I decided to make two mismatched pairs of them. What can I say--the sight of these on the steering wheel as I drive just makes me smile. Much like the serendipitous muppet paws fingerless mitts I made way back in 2006. Which, by the way, as glitch-ridden as they were, were literally bought off my hands at a party! The woman claimed she was used to wearing whole sweaters with knitterly flaws....

The picture above was taken by my lovely daughter-in-law DeAnn, over dessert at the Bit of Britain tearoom on Monday. I had hoped to top off my quiche and salad lunch with their Sticky Toffee Pudding (which I have only heard about thus far), but, poor me, they were out and I had to settle for this Fudge Brownie Pie. Yes. Poor, poor me.

Thus fortified with good company and good food, and my Dr. Seuss hands, I began another week.... Oh, and I sent the other pair to my sister. I'll bet she'll be getting them today. Hope she gets some silly smiles on her face, too!