The web site is called Hydraheart's Shop. I guess it's okay for me to do this.
I have been hearing that term Etsy for quite a while and just never paid much attention, but it's really the neatest thing. You can sell things to the public - a vast public - as you make them. It's really nice for people who don't want to keep an inventory. I believe it's pretty much handmade things and craft supplies and such. But buying is the fun part. I could go there and just spend half a day looking at and being amazed at the talent represented here. (Ask me how I know) In fact if you search for shoes, there are 103 different pairs. I'm especially taken with these little beauties. If I ever have grandchildren, their parents are going to hide them from me!
I really, really do need another thing to spend my time on. I have had a whole day without work, and I got absolutely nothing done. I did wash sheets and other laundry and took Mama to the beauty shop and J.C. Penney. It's so hard for me to psych myself up to work on those quilt squares, but I have made a little progress. I had to bribe myself today to get some done. I told myself that if I would sew while the clothes were washing, I could have a cup of coffee and waste time on things like Etsy afterward. It worked pretty well until I happened to look out and see the little cosmos and zinnias that are ready to plant. That was more fun at the time than quilting, so I planted maybe 20 of the hardiest ones. Here's a little progress on the Latte Log Cabin in various stages, some squares completed and others about halfway. I believe there are 72 total ones I have to finish, and then sewing them together the proper way to make a pattern is going to be a little tricky too, but if I get that far, I won't mind that at all. But then that's what I said about this whole project.
I'm trying to think of something to motivate me to go do a few more squares. Maybe another cup of coffee. On second thought, after last night's awakening and hearing breathing under my bed, I'll pass on that other cup. I'm still not sure what it was - no dog snoring in the sunroom because she chose to sleep outside last night, and I know a cat's breathing very well - purring - but it sounded exactly like someone sleeping and breathing deeply - in the same room with me. Mama's bedroom is 2 rooms away, so I can't blame her. I didn't exactly look under the bed to see, but if it could get under that bed, it would be too small to harm me, and it either stopped or I went to sleep. Maybe it was the quilting ghost telling me to rethink my priorities and get to sewing. I guess it worked.
Emily told me last night that she and Ryan have a joint email address for talking about the wedding, but after the things I've sent today, he may have already blocked me. I think he just THOUGHT he wanted to hear about wisteria garlands and tulips and cake stands. I'm hoping to get to go to Atlanta with them next weekend and see the yard and park to get an idea of how far and on what I'm going to have to walk before I pick out what shoes to wear. Things are coming together a bit better now, and it's going to be a really fun evening.