Hooray for Friday and the Wounded Warrior Pull-Up Challenge

First things first...for two days we went from unpleasantly warm (even for me) to fall weather. It was cold and it rained. Everyone retreated to bed.

Good thing they rested up, because the sun is out again.

On King5 they featured a man who is planning to perform a Pull-Up Challenge to benefit the Wounded Warrior Project (one of my favorite organizations and it isn't even animal related). You might want to read the King5 article, just because he talks about the pain of the challenge but in the end he will get to recover from it, while many of the wounded vets never well.

When I am overwhelmed, (physically or otherwise), I often think of an amazing woman I knew who died from a climbing accident three years ago this coming Wednesday. Her death had a huge impact on me that I always carry with me. The way Mike McCastle phrased his experience of pain and recovery versus a wounded vet definitely resonated in a the same way although it may not seem that way to you. Point being, some discomforts are permanent and some are temporary. Sometimes you have control of this, and sometimes you don't.

Lucky you readers, I happened to be in a blogging mood while also in a sentimental mind.

On to quilting!

I pinned a quilt. I pinned a quilt that I actually forgot I had the top for until I had to clean up my sewing mess to make room for that huge Mystery Quilt. 

The cats are so darn happy. It doesn't matter how many blocks I put up, the find a way to sit on it or den up in it while it is on the sewing machine.

With any luck I will finish quilting this weekend...or maybe the next weekend. :)

By the way, thanks to Crabby I was initially going to write about the auctioning off of prehistoric poo for 8 - 10K and my reflections on whether or not someone would spend that much on me instead (not counting my parents of course, we all know kids are expensive), but then I started cooking, and then I read the King5 article and my blogging plans changed.


Have a great weekend! Nim and I are going to attempt a Rally Obedience trial again this weekend. Naturally I am so nervous at this point that I have been asking myself why oh why did I think this was a good idea? But if I can leave Sunday at least proud that we tried I would say that is good enough. We don't have an exceptionally good track record when it comes to obedience trials so I consider survival a decent goal.

This is what I wrote to a friend of mine: "My goal is to get through it without crying or giving up." She told me crying was acceptable, but not giving up (she is considerably more competitive than I am and probably never gives up on anything, but I will keep this advice in mind). :)