First, a plethora of gratitude for those who offered up words of encouragement following this week’s profanity-laden meltdown. Y’all are awesome and appreciated. Thanks for sticking around.
Mama got the rest of her staples out yesterday (double knee replacement) and ‘celebrated’ by doing the laundry and ironing today. Weirdo. Oops, I mean…love ya, Ma! 😘 I did a verbal vomit all over her and got some sound advice about things. Hey, it’s not as if the woman can move very fast yet. There was no chance of escape.
I even found a bright spot in going to the DMV to renew my license. In and out in…wait for it. Guess? Guess how long it took me?
Fourteen minutes! Fist 👊🏻 bumps all around!!
Post-meltdown, I’ve tried to devote a little bit of time every day to getting something creative done. Yesterday, it was writing Christmas cards. I’m not a wordy person, blog wordiness notwithstanding. But I tried for a bit of wit. If you get a card and it’s something goofy sounding, just know it’s coming with the best of intentions. Falalalala 🎶 😳
I’ve also been working on Clue 2 for Bonnie Hunter’s En Provence mystery quilt. I like to think I’m leading from behind because trying to hurry and catch up only serves to freak me out.
I’ve opted for the paper-pieced version for this clue. My perfectionism is stroked and soothed by the power that is the absolute guarantee of awesome that is achieved by this method. Does that make sense? Put another way: anal-retentives rejoice! Everything matches; all points meet…can I getta hallelujah?!
Today has been especially good weather for sewing…cold, windy, overcast. Even Ziva the Diva appreciated her sweater today.
Inside, there’s a fire and a vintage sewing machine waiting to be fed.