

It Was All Wrong
Where was I? It’s been a while since I wrote on this - busy with work, kids, kittens, life. Y’all know how it goes. On February 26, 2023 I can see where I chatted with my half-sister by text. Around 1:30 in the afternoon I messaged her to say I hoped she was having a good day. We talked about the weather where we each live and she sent me some photos from where she was living. She said she’d lived near or on the beach, but moved in January for a change of scenery. The previ

Tina Roggenkamp
1 hour ago7 min read


Paint-by-number... done! And a return to knitting?
That bottom right corner was so tedious! Stanley wanted to help. He stole my chair any chance he got and he walked through wet paint several times. So helpful! Not a single thought behind those little eyes! Boo! Is that where he's supposed to be? Probably not. This is Phoebe and she's never done anything wrong in her whole life. And I finished it! I started this one months ago and was getting worried that the paint would dry out before I completed the piece. The inspiration:

Tina Roggenkamp
Aug 21 min read


I should have known it was strange, you only come out at night
Buckle in, this is going to be another long one! February 25, 2023. The first actual conversation with my father. I went to bed after midnight and was awake by 4:30 am. I got bored trying to go back to sleep so I checked my phone. There were a bunch of messages on facebook messenger from my father - he sent me a good number of messages telling me all about his side of the family and all of their health ailments. He said he at least wanted to tell me that “in case things go

Tina Roggenkamp
Jul 2811 min read





