Monday, December 13, 2010
27 degrees - feels like 14 - at 9:00 a.m.
I brought Darby's Christmas blanket into the bedroom because the sunroom is just too cold, and Stella immediately took possession. They're dealing with it.
It will be a good day if I can stay inside and quilt and read and do laundry.
Warm house. Coffee. Cranberry candles. Good day.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
To join the other critters on the quilt.
The only reason I had time to do the turtle is because my internet service was out for awhile. Work emails are begging for help and offering overtime, so I have to put my pleasure on hold and carry on for the good of my new company, wherever and whatever it is.
Sadly, my favorite coordinator is no longer with the company, according to an email we received yesterday. That's bad news for me in that she knew all about me and put up with my needing to change my schedule at the last minute or when I didn't get enough lines to make everyone happy. Besides, although I never met her face to face, she was just a nice person to talk to and always pleasant and friendly. I don't have a forwarding e-mail for her, but I hope she's the one who left the company other than the other way around and and has another job.
The good news is that things are a little chaotic as they usually are with a merger, and maybe no one will watch me closely and see if I don't get enough lines.
My first report this morning the doctor chewed and swallowed all the way through her 8-minute dictation, and my nerves were shot when I finished it. Those sounds are amplified when they're speaking right into your ear, and it drives me crazy. Eating hard candy or cough drops is another pet peeve. Don't they know that you can hear it every time it hits their teeth? UGH. And you can't escape, just knowing every few second you're going to hear it again.
So, I'll be hoping for some good dictators this afternoon and a few cups of yummy cinnamon roll coffee. I think Mama just made some cinnamon rolls to go with the coffee too.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Her nursery is pink and green with ladybugs, and it's been fun to think about what I'll do.
I sometimes get in trouble without a pattern, but I'm kind of making this up as I go along.
It started with this fabric.
And I added some more.
This will be one side of it. Each space will be filled in with embroidered bugs and birds and flowers plus a turtle and an owl. The 5 diagonal spaces will have the letters of her name appliqued in a combination of the fabrics.
Wow. Wonder if this will work.
The other side will be made up of strips of all the fabrics, and each square will be quilted as I go along.
Here are a couple of the critters. I'm a little rusty on my machine embroidery, but it's coming back to me. Some of them need a little pressing and trimming and maybe some starch.
Those owl eyes needed 2 layers of white. Too late.
I think I'm going to like it, and most of all, it's a lot of fun.
Monday, December 6, 2010
I hardly go back and read old posts, so I was lucky to find this sweet message from the post about Emily's race back in October.
Tad Doviak said...
Hi, I'm Tad from Tad Needs A Job. Congrats to Anne and Emily for winning the costume contest. I do, in fact, still need a job. Kind of. I'm "underemployed", which mostly means I have a job that pays less than I'd like.
But that's not why I'm here. I'm here because I love to do the urban races and just wanted to let you know how much fun it was to run this race. We had a great time with Anne, Emily and the rest of the racers in Seattle.
Thanks, Tad. They had a great time too.
This is especially nice because Tad was the winner - the real winner - not just the one who dressed up the craziest. I would like to have a picture of the winning team....
Speaking of comments, the anonymous one on the last post gets a frowny face. I'd want to be anonymous too! :-0
IT'S GREAT TO BE AN AUBURN TIGER. WAR EAGLE.
I'm not yet clear if I should be a Huskies fan or a Cougar fan. Someone win me over.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Mama walked into my room earlier with a bath brush in one hand and a dust pan in another asking for help. She thought he was pretty cute (about 2 inches nose to tail) but didn't want any part of removing him.
So how would he have gotten there? These girls are not talking.
Time for quilting again. How about this for some serious cuteness?