Taking time off work is the adult equivalent of playing hooky from school. I don’t care that I’ve asked to be off, it’s the fact of simply NOT BEING AT WORK that makes me giddy.
So, with The Diva and I back from our San Antonio sojourn, I decided I’d better get busy in my sewing corner and accomplish something, anything before the Testosterone Twins made it home Monday night from South Carolina. S.C. is where my son was introduced to flirting Southern girls and he seemed totally oblivious to it beyond the fact that the girl was really cute and he took pictures. Of course, at almost-fourteen, he’ll tell you he’s a total ladies man. It’s funny that Himself offered pointers on flirting as the man’s marriage proposal went something like this…’there’s something in the glove compartment for you’. But that’s another story.
I had the blocks already pieced; it was simply the act of getting my act together that I had to accomplish. That, and the almost impossible to ignore call of my carpets to be vacuumed. But, I decided I could live with white dog hair on green carpet…I needed to sew.
I’m not sure if I like it, but it’s finished. The pink sprinkles fabric is a heckuva lot pinker indoors which is where I wanted to be while taking this picture since it was about 100F outside.
Here’s a closeup…
I’m staying inside today where it’s cold enough to hang meat.