Here, modelled by a canine uber-babe, is what’s done…
|Lulu says ‘I make this quilt look good!’|
Himself is headed to his second doctor’s visit in as many days to see about his bum foot. UPDATE: It’s broken and he’s now in one of those nifty black boots that come up to the knee. He’s already whining. I’m already contemplating a felony. Apparently, our clan just isn’t very fond of our feet. The Diva wrecked hers yesterday on the trampoline and is now milking it for all it’s worth. Yep, we hate feet!
Wonder Mom and I skipped town on Wednesday and headed to Quiltin Country in Killeen. Pictures to come…can you say ‘sale’? So, I blame her for me not getting anything quilting done that day…never mind the fact that the whole trip was my idea. Smile.
Himself kind of got his way as I spent a little (and I do mean little) bit of time cleaning out the storage building like he’d had planned for me. He said it made him feel guilty me being out there all by myself doing all that work since he’s been laid up. Good, I can use that to my advantage! And today, I’m transporting a car of rowdy third graders to a Baylor basketball game. Have I mentioned my dislike for all sports except hockey? Ugh!
But, I’ll endeavor to persevere. I can hear Wonder Mom whispering something about stars in my crown in heaven but, how I ask you, is it possible to sew while wearing a tiara?
Happy Friday y’all!