We found out the Internet didn’t communicate with the local office and our food stamps were canceled. I had no way of knowing until the money didn’t load as expected on the 12th. Office visited, paperwork filed, I was told it will be 90 days before the stamps restart if they approve them again. Felt like someone hit me in the chest. Steve and I fought over it because I put down the $100 we made cleaning house and now they say we are self employed. DELAY CITY. Ok…onward. Can’t change what’s done. Putting the money down is not lying, not putting it down, is lying. Not putting it down would have started them up in 1 month. Where is the incentive to NOT cheat the system? Beats me.

It’s 64 degrees and storming this morning. The garden is loving it. The lettuce and collards are flourishing. The cats are all inside. They are all a bit stressed over the rain. G got up to a new toy – a program called Spotify. He is very excited over it. He’s figuring it out so he can add some new music to his ipod. I wonder if the love this boy has for singing will ever impact the Universe? I hope so. Music and books are his loves. He brightens my days when other things would steal the light.

A friend bought one of my shawls. It’s going to let me pay the electric bill. I know I can’t depend on my friends to buy each shawl I make, but they all posted links to it and asked THEIR friends if anyone would be interested in buying it. Such a blessing. I know I feel the blows, but I also know how often my friends lift me up. My next shawl will be black.

I got the baby gifts made for my oldest daughter’s new baby. I made a sleep sack, matching cap, and hand mitts. So precious. My middle daughter is going to CA to help after the baby comes, and Kelly’s mom is going out too. My heart longs to be there with her. I can’t ask for her to pay my way even tho she would, when I have to ask her to help us when we have to move. While we got a reprieve on the foreclosure, we also know it’s a matter of time before we loose this house without jobs. V is the only source of help we might have. I hate that each thing clouds the other. I want to see my grandson and it makes me mad that one thing prevents the other.

BOOM! Thunder! The storms approach. I guess I have to delay my post office run till Monday. And I better hurry and post this!

May the Goddess keep us all.