A few ornament favorites...Marcie and her daughter put the lights on this tree. Then Muriel put on the ornaments the next day.
I decided to stop taking chemo drugs. What I didn't understand is that there was never any hope for a cure. It wasn't until I went for a second opinion that the dear man explained this to me. I wouldn't have put myself through so much misery later in this year had I understood this was not heading towards hope of any cure. So I tried one more chemo drug, it poisoned me, and I decided to stop. I got pain pills yesterday and am glad to have them. I may have a few months left, really do not know. I hope I surprisingly live on a few months longer.
So, the daily routine is one of hoping the last chemo will clear out enough that I can quilt. And of course I have other things to do. I literally have angels around me helping me. Timothy is being wonderful. Still making me laugh.
I don't plan to dwell on the sad part of this, in fact, this is probably the last mention of it, so I hope you don't drop me as a blog to read. I won't be a drag, honest.
For instance! I had no idea The Waltons reruns were on TV.
So I have been building a library of episodes with huge delight these past few days. I forgot how much I loved that show. I just love everything about it, including how they cope with being cash-poor during the Depression.
A dear friend sent me a copy of Jeanne d'arc Living Christmas, which is what my studio is like (just love the white shabby c**c like crazy):
Then what should happen but Jo Morton sent me a copy of her latest book and it is SO good. Now I have the best inspirational books around for white with slight touches of red. Thank you, Jo!

Till next time (maybe a little piecing).