Dear Beverly,
For now, we're pretty much stuck in the country. My husband is very ill and bedridden, needs 24/7 care. We sold our house and moved in with my daughter and her family (at her insistance). She's an oncology nurse, and my backup for my husband's care. Everythng here is on one floor, so we don't have to deal with steps. It never occurred to me that we would be in primitive conditions, but that's what it amounts to. Doctors, grocery, hospitals and shopping are 45 minutes away. Since I don't drive, we make a lot of lists and make one or two trips a week to take care of everything. We couldn't take care of our house anymore, so the solution was to sell it to someone who wanted a place that needed lots of TLC. So here we are. I'm not complaining. Even though my own health is iffy, I can still cook and look after the grandchildren while my daughter and son-in-law work.
The new computer is awesome. I don't guess I'll let the kids play with it. I design and draw patterns and instructions. The computer will actually read it out loud to me. It also plays movies, and if I had a different satellite system, we could record movies from TV and play them. One of the things I haven't figured out yet with the new scanner is how to get it to copy my drawings at the exact size I render them. It assumes I'm copying photographs in stock sizes, and wants to print them that way. So right now, I'm only copying the drawings and storing them in a photo editing program. I know it's something very simple, but I haven't figured it out yet. And some of my programs from the old computer need to be re-installed. That will probably solve the problem; however, everything is stored, and I haven't found the right box yet with my programs in it. I wasn't planning on buying a new computer, so I thought they could be safely stored.
For Kathleen, I'm most likely like your parents. I used to teach patternmaking on the computer. But it's like driving. You can do that part, but you don't know how to build a car, or even what makes it go, or what keeps it running at optimum speed. I depend on my son to keep the thing running, and so long as I can do some research and print my patterns, I'm happy. I firmly resist using computer geek language, same as I always resisted buzz words and initials for things when I was working. It's almost as if my brain turns off when someone starts using computer speek.
OK back to sewing. One of my clubs is sponsoring a rag doll swap, and I decided to use one of the patterns in my old book. I wrote it 30- some years ago. She needs an arm and a set of clothes. I don't know yet who my swap partner will be, but we should know some time this week. I sew my dolls while I sit with my husband. This one is supposed to be a simple rag doll, not like the ones I do now. I developed these when my daughter was little, and I couldn't find any pretty cloth dolls. They were either the Raggedy Ann type or just not pretty. So I tried to make mine simple for a child, but still pretty. They can be machine washed and the clothes are authentic copies of historic clothing. This one is going to represent 1830s fashion.
Time for bed.
Teri