Prayers, please…

I swore I’d never use my blogs to raise money…but that was then…and this is now. My beloved son-in-law was in a tragic accident last weekend.

The picture is of Roy and Sophie, his just-turned-one-year-old granddaughter.

We ask for your positive thoughts and prayers for his recovery. Thank you.

Roy Carpenter Fund via @gofundme


Temporary Hiatus

due toI’m sorry that I haven’t posted here for such a long time. Health issues have reduced my energy levels and I’ve had to focus on things that must be done, relegating the tasks that I can put off to a back burner. I ask your understanding and want to let you know that I’ll be back to regular posts as soon as I am able.

Don’t give up on me…

At Long Last!

My introduction to 2 Bags Full was about this time last year.  I saw something on an Etsy shop that led me to Vicki Boster and her incredible Nests. It was love at first sight…instant delight! I would’ve spent hours wending my way through the archives, but I was finishing the last of the classes I needed to graduate in December, so I bookmarked the site with the intention of returning to it as soon as I had time. Here I am, a year later~~and four days past my umpty-dozenth goal date~~posting what was actually my first Favorite Thing…the one that inspired the new look, new focus, and new name for the old SuzySomething Thinks Out Loud.  I’m embarrassed to admit that it’s taken me so long!

No more waiting!  Vicki’s exquisite creations and fantastic photography need no further introduction.

This is the nest that began it all...

This is the nest that began it all…

As  I was admiring Vicki’s nests, ooo-ing and ahhh-ing my way through her delightful blog, a short detour  led me to these snowflake-soft, delectable confections…

Vicki made this exquisite sweater and hat for an extra-special grandchild who  arrived just in time for Christmas.
Vicki made this precious sweater and hat for a very special grandchild who arrived just in time for Christmas.

This year, Vicki dedicated her blog, and a special-edition nest, to promote Breast Cancer Awareness.

Each tiny nest carries a BIG message...worldwide.

Each tiny nest carries a BIG message…worldwide.

The Heart of the Nest

The Heart of the Nest

Vicki has received pink scarves from nearly every continent~~from Australia to South Africa ~~more scarves than she ever imagined when she set this landslide project into motion.

The pink scarf that I made is one of the very few knitting projects I completed this year. Knitting it was  a zen experience for me.  I was determined to infuse every stitch with hope and love for the woman who would receive it~~75,000+ stitches bearing a message of caring for someone I will never know. The woman who is not a stranger because  I grew close to her as I knitted.  It made the knitting a joy and has touched my soul as well as my heart. It was my honor to  participate in the Pink Scarf Project

Vicki's Nest for 2013

Vicki’s Harvest Nest for 2013

2013 Harvest Nest

2013 Harvest Nest

Another example of Vicki's expertise in creating beautiful pictures...of beautiful things.

Another example of Vicki’s expertise in creating beautiful pictures…of beautiful things.

Over the past year, I’ve gotten to know Vicki as a fellow blogger~~and as a friend. She’s amazing…spreading her love  in great enthusiastic bursts that span the globe. I’m certain that any day now she’ll  be up for sainthood!  Vicki is a practicing neo-natal nurse; she travels to exotic places–and writes wonderful travelogues so us stay-at-homers can vicariously share her adventures; she plans her blogs and photo excursions; she creates these amazing little nests~~aaand she makes unique, cuddly-cozy wraps that she dispenses to the very fortunate friends and soon-to-be friends she cares about ~~ and still has some for her Etsy shop…

Look for more of Vicki's wraps at ther Etsy shop Le Nid (the nest)

Look for more of Vicki’s wraps at her Etsy shop Le Nid (the nest)

…aaand a dozen other things that only an extra-special uber-person can fit into a full and busy life.

Artist at work

Artist at work

It’s the time of year for gratitude and counting one’s blessings ~~ I am blessed to share Vicki’s  wonderful nests with you, and I am grateful that she consented to be the first of  My Favorite Things (and has been very patient while waiting for me to actually publish this post.)

Vicki’s blog, is a treasure-trove that will delight fellow fiberophiles [read Yarn Hoarders Lovers]  I invite you to take a moment to visit her blog. WARNING–you’d probably better plan on a lot more than a moment. Vicki’s posts are habit-forming…and good for the creative soul in all of us.

Vicki Boster is, delightfully, one of… My Favorite Things.


[all photos are the work and property of Vicki Boster, ]

Another Apology . . .

I apologize for taking so long to get back to posting here.  I’ve been up to my eyeballs in my final classes for my Psych and Sociology degrees.  I have a final paper due on Monday, and on Tuesday I’ll begin work on my Psych final project.  I expect to be just as busy for the next five weeks as I have been for the last five weeks.  I have one more class, Creative Writing, and then I’ll be out of school.  I’m going to take a break from my studies—I’m exhausted from the work this last Sociology class has required, and I still have my Psych project to complete.  In the meantime, my posts here will be sporadic.  I promise to do better after the first of the new year.  Please bear with me.

Part of the work required for my Sociology capstone project involved writing a hypothetical research proposal.  I’m writing about Autism Spectrum Disorders (ASDs).  I want to tell you about something that happened as I was doing research for the final paper:  I came across several references for previous studies done by one of the leading researchers in the field of ASD and attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADHD); but I wasn’t able to access the reports from the college library site.  I took the liberty of sending a FAX to Dr. Angela Reiersen.  I asked her if she would be willing to grant me permission to read her articles.  Remember, she’s a leading researcher in this field—a FAX from me could easily have been ignored.  But, she didn’t ignore my request. She emailed files of all the reports I requested, and even sent two I didn’t ask for, because she thought they might be helpful.  I am touched by her kindness to an aspiring psych student.  Her generosity is one of the reasons why I believe that kindness still exists in our crazy and so-often-unkind world.  I sent another request for an article to Dr. Betsy Hoza, who is also a leading researcher on ADHD and associated behaviors.  Within a few days, she emailed me a file of the report I needed to cite in my paper.  Another act of goodness and kindness!  Their emails just made my day.  My paper will be more complete, thanks to their kindness and generosity of spirit.

I try to perform random acts of kindness whenever I have an opportunity to do some small (or big) thing for someone without them knowing where it came from.  I love it when I can do my little act of kindness without letting anyone know what I did.  Just the activity of giving is fulfilling to me.  Being kind works two ways—it makes the receiver happy, and it makes the giver feel great.

If you have a story about a random act of kindness that has been rewarding to you, please tell me about it in the comments.

I think that kindness is one of the main things I look for in a person.  It tells me so much about that person and who they are on the inside.

What do you think?


I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to get back to writing here.  I do have a legitimate excuse though….

Apparently I was bitten by a spider last week…this from my doctor who supposes that it was a spider.  What followed was the sort of thing one only reads about and thinks will never happen to them.  The night of the bite I had a terrible nightmare.  I’d give this one a rating of 4.5 on a 5 point scale, and I do not have nightmares very often.  When I do, I usually can wake myself up and go back to sleep immediately.  This nightmare, however, was horrible enough for me to remember it in the morning and I couldn’t wake myself up during it.  When I finally woke up in the morning I had a bruise on my arm from where I had clamped on to it with my hand trying to climb out of the nightmare.  I chalked the terrible dream up to indigestion and went on with my day.  The following day the site of the spider bite began to be a real irritation because it itched and burned incessantly.  No nightmares that night.  The third day, in the late afternoon I began to feel very ill.  That continued into a nightmarish night of losing all my bodily fluids from either end of my body. (I’m trying to be delicate here)  Over a period of 3 days, I lost a total of 10 pounds—unfortunately, I regained all but a few when I was able to eat again.  I was very sick for 3 days and it’s taken me another 3 to begin to feel like myself.  The moral of this lengthy explanation is to be very careful about spider bites!  Don’t wait as long as I did to seek medical assistance.  Be aware of the dangers of dehydration and lack of sleep.  And, if it should ever happen to you (God forbid!) give yourself plenty of time to recover.

Which finally brings me to my thoughts for today……….

This week has been one of enlightenment for me.  I’ve learned several facts that have left me concerned and set me to worrying about my future plans.  It seems that I may have been mislead by the recruiter who signed me up for my on-line BS degree (ironic how it is a BS degree, huh!).  I was told that my school loans could be repaid according to what I earned and that I would only be expected to repay them when I began to work.  Wrong.  And how gullible was I when I actually took this as fact and didn’t do my own research on it.  As it turns out, I have a grace period of 6 months from the date of my graduation to find a job.  Then, job or no job, the piper must be paid.  Not only must he be paid, he can also garnish my social security benefits.  What I live on.

That brings me to the second moral today……There is no free lunch.  If it’s too good to be true….it isn’t true.  I know you’ve all heard these before, but it really brings them home when it catches up to you personally.  I feel terribly foolish and naive, and equally disappointed in myself for letting this happen.  I also feel equally determined to pursue my future plans and to believe that I can work it all out so everyone wins.  Pollyanna?  Of course.  But I have to be positive and it has to start today.

That said, my posts here will probably be less often than they have been.  I’ll aim for once a week….so (as I so often say) please bear with me.

A little “bear” to boost your tolerance levels!