Being rid of my frozen shoulder

After 2 months of pure hell in pain, I got a cortisone injection directly into my shoulder and I IMMEDIATELY (sounds unbelievable but true) had relief.  I almost cried that afternoon, this time not of pain but because of the pure joy to be able to move again and get things done and boy, did I get it done!

The first evening it seemed I was so used to waking up every two hours due to the pain that I didn’t sleep well at all but (as if I knew it would happen, which I didn’t) I bought myself 2 new books the afternoon and when awake almost finished half at the first book during the night.

The next morning I could finally continue with my spring cleaning and decluttering that I so badly wanted to have finished by the time my daughter got married on 4 February.  I moved mountains, took off all 3 the spare bedrooms’ bedding and washed these, thoroughly cleaned out and decluttered our main bathroom, prepared a massive Sunday lunch for us and the one set of kids (the other set had prior arrangements). I then opted to rest the shoulder (even though moderate exercise is good for this condition) during the late afternoon and evening but at least I feel like a complete human again.

So although no quilting done my guest bedrooms are as neat and ready as can be for the next person in need of a place to crash.

The Bachelorette and thereafter

It seems nowadays youngster are simply not just content with a Kitchen tea prior to getting married and this is regarded as an activity for the ‘older’ folks.  So the Kitchen tea on Wednesday was followed by a Bachelorette the Friday evening for the younger generation.

Now being older I simply went for the welcome drinks and snacks at DIL’s house and did the limousine ride with my daughter to the first place of gathering.  We were welcomed with cocktails and then the sexy lingerie was opened and shown.  Gosh they do have really pretty stuff nowadays and she got enough to last her on a month long honeymoon!

This being done I chose to go home and leave the brave ones to their own devices.  They are adults after all.

Now without my daughter knowing about the place mats I made, she wanted a quilt signed on her wedding day.  Luckily I don’t have to have the quilt completed before then. I just had to cut the blocks to be signed and make the sign/indication to show the guests what was expected from them and with a shoulder feeling like it is going to tear out of my body at any moment, I did this.

 These will be put up against a wall in a frame at the entrance of the venue later today.