I was getting very tired of looking at expressionless people so I decided to do something about it.
When you look at me you will see a nose and mouth. It just won’t be mine.
Sweetums became jealous so I had to fix one for him too.
I have decided that if I can’t say anything positive than don’t say anything at all. Since I am basically a grouchy person, I haven’t posted in a long time.
I’m looking forward to my daughter and son-in-law visiting next week. Jenn is helping me cut up Duke’s old tee-shirts for a quilt. After twenty years in the Navy, he has quite the collection. I found a tutorial, so I better watch before they arrive. Sweetums has several projects lined up to keep them busy.
Time to wrap this up. It is lovely outside. I need my sock knitting, my tea, my umbrella and to watch water wander down the creek.
Tony says Hi. Be careful. He hasn’t bitten anyone today. Yet.
Notice her eyes are half-open. Also, she had a heck of a time getting up on the buffet. Normally, it’s one perfect lunge with one perfect landing. She is very graceful and she loves to pose. A few weeks ago Sweetums finally finished assembling the patio chairs. He had left the parts on a pillow on the settle with all the catnip toys. Got that? And now I’ve got one very happy cat.
I was trying to take a picture of the hat in Superman colors. It is for my great-nephew who lives farther north. Should I add ear flaps?
I think it rained for 24 hours. At least it wasn’t snow. We would have had to change the dreaded appointment. We had to go up to Harrington this morning and I drove through pouring rain the whole way. Sweetums was a little anxious, but everything worked out. We had omelets at IHOP on the way home. We chatted and laughed and enjoyed the meal and the coffee. He felt so much better. I don’t know what he would do if I died first. There is Uber, but he would probably suck it up and drive himself. I wouldn’t want to be behind him.
I didn’t think it would take this long. Originally, I was going to make two, but Sweetums talked me into one. It’s really big. Now I can take my machine to the shop. I’m so glad I have two. It deserves a special label.
Trying to get the whole into one picture was impossible, so I took two. Maybe I’ll get Sweetums to help me hang it up outside.
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.
I fell. In the street. Face first. Broke my new sunglasses. My favorite hat is soaked with blood. I’m just walking along, enjoying the day, when the macadam jumped up and hit me. Sweetums is trying to help and not turn green. A very nice neighbor was driving home and she stopped to help. She even volunteered to take me to the hospital. (Maybe she noticed how green Sweetums was.) And me. I was pissed. I was planning to finish my dress! I didn’t have time for this! Four stitches and three hours later, I’m back home. Nice hospital. And, you know what? It’s now three days later and I still haven’t finished that dress! But I’ve gotten lots of knitting done.
I can’t stand it when Sweetums says it, especially when I am grumpier than normal.
So. Anyway. I had this pound of ground beef. It’s what I get when nothing else appeals to me. I looked through the kitchen cabinets and at some recipes. I chopped some onion, threw it with the meat in a pan to brown. I boiled some noodles. So far so good.
Then it time to pull stuff out of the cabinets and refrigerator.
All Sweetums approved stuff. You do know he’s from Oklahoma, right?
OK. So it was too much stuff. I had to get out the pan that is so big, it has two handles. But doesn’t it look good? And it was. I told Sweetums, “I won’t have to cook for a week!” And gave him a big smile.
Who really cares. It contained entirely too much snow. Sweetums was not happy. I was ready to shoot him and put him out of my misery. I haven’t seen my children since Christmas. Every time I make plans, there’s snow. I do not like snow. It is very difficult for me to get around. My son lives in a row house on a narrow side street. There isn’t any room for piling snow. I really need to see him. He has a mortgage now and panics just like his Father. He wants my help with his taxes. I just hope he finds a calm wife before I turn senile. He’s going to need someone. For now, barring any snow, I’m going on Wednesday. The only time that I can remember snow in April was my fifth birthday party. And I am older than dirt, don’t you know.