With the snow and below freezing temperatures, I haven’t been outside since Friday. Yeah. I know. I’m a big chicken. I took some bird pictures.
We also got the cats drunk. We have to get some more kitty nip soon.
I sewed some.
And what does that mean?
No walks for Don. All he got was a short trip out to the mailbox. He had to ‘make do’ with the front yard. He is not happy at all. We tried to explain that we were old farts and could easily fall, but I don’t think he was listening.
I finished some blocks. There are still many more waiting.
Sweet Baby Rue had the best solution.
I was hoping to get some sewing accomplished today, but I did cut a few squares. Baking a pie was more to my liking. I still have apples and maybe enough for two more. Sweetums was so happy! I also made biscuits to go with supper. Sweetums was in heaven! As far as he’s concerned, there is nothing better than biscuits and pie.
Some knitting is accomplished. But mostly we bitch about everything under the sun. We had a great time. It’s so nice to have friends of like minds.
When I saw the crab pattern in Knitty, I had to make it. I used a DK weight rather than worsted and smaller needles. I recently found some blue and green fingering, so I could make a proper blue crab.
Don was so happy when Ruth decided he was her dog.
I thought that I would try to get back to normal. Well. What’s normal for me anyway. Currently, I am about two months behind on my quilting blocks and it doesn’t really bother me. Really? Really! Instead, I have six pairs of pants with decent sized pockets. I also decorated some tea towels with snowmen for my daughter. I forgot to take pictures. On the knitting front, I made a great pair of mittens.
This took far too long. Gotta go.
Sometimes I look at my blocks and wonder. “What was I thinking?” Last winter I joined The Splendid Sampler. Twice a week for fifty weeks I receive an email with instructions for a six-inch block. I could not decide on a single group of fat quarters, so, instead of two blocks a week, I am making four. “They’re only six inches.” Silly me.
I have since learned that I really, really, really do not like paper piecing. It seems such a waste of time and effort and paper. Some I turned into applique. It’s so much more fun. Some I skipped. And some I thought about enough to cut the shapes and then just sewed them together to fit.