Here is Kitty bouncing on Rody. Rody needs to be filled with more air... but I am having trouble trying to figure out how to get his plug out in order to insert air. It doesn't help matters that the plug is where his bottom is... making me squemish to go after it with needle-nose pliers.
Yesterday, we spent a good part of the day in the backyard. Thom and I assembled a new storage bench (so that all the toys have somewhere to go) and moved the sandbox to a new location.
In creative news... I finally settled on a color pallete for my mother's wall hanging... here's one of the roses done (I have 5 done so far.)
Thursday I took the train in to the city to see Art Quilts at the Sedgwick.
It had been recommended to me by both Lonni Rossi and my friend Jennifer. It was a beautiful day for the walk from Suburban station to Rittenhouse Square where the quilts are being shown at the Philadelphia Arts Alliance. I enjoyed the show quite a bit... what it did for me was give me confidence in my own work... that perhaps I could enter a contest one day. My favorite quilts had to do with texture... texture of fabric, thread and color. I'm glad I got a chance to see them.
My mother-in-law, Gretchen, is here again... she's helping out while I still struggle with my depression. Last week my mother stayed with us for a few days... also a huge help. I am still waiting to see if my new medication is going to help or not (it can take 6 weeks or so to kick in) and if I will have to start all over with a new medication. I am just thankful that I have so many people around me that care for me and understand what a struggle post-partum depression is. I feel as though it has zapped my life-force. That's the best way to describe it.