The dogs now want to go for a walk, the sun is shining and sky blue. All feels good with the world.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Tedious Steps In Pushin Myself Forward
The dogs now want to go for a walk, the sun is shining and sky blue. All feels good with the world.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Trying to Jump Back Into the Pond
I have three different projects on the "launching pad" and this is the one that is closest to completion. It will be a bag for the cosmetics that one would take on a trip. It is also the last piece of the "petit point" piece that I had cut into three purses. I am also working on a raw silk purse, and a wool afghan that I am very excited about. I am waiting for some of the pieces to arrive with the mail.
I think that life has come back to normal. I would post a few photos of my darling cats but they would not sit still!
Friday, January 7, 2011
A Little Late or Way Early
Well, I had not problem with Lucy's but Hollis really stumped me. His main interest right now are Lego's. My son vetoed that idea. So, it took me a long time to make this stocking.
I hope that it grows and becomes special as the years pass.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Missy TwoShoes Was Missing
Shaw has gotten in the house about three times. He really enjoys it. He runs around and eats the cat's food, checks out the rest of the house, then he is done and wants to get out. He can't because he can't open a door. He then barks. A lot!
Meanwhile, the cats were terrorized. Chester not so much but Penelope went haywire. Penelope disappeared for about six hours yesterday and I was so upset. I thought that she had gotten out and I was walking around the neighborhood calling here name. I was in the house pleading with the cat gods to help me find her. My stomach acted like it was going to come up, I cried, I pleaded that I would be a better person. Finally, about eight thirty I heard a little voice and I could then locate where she might be. She was in a speaker cabinet. I couldn't figure how she did it but she was in there. I got my power screw driver and took out about 20 screws and pull the back off. But was she there? No, she had got out while I was going for my screwdriver! Isn't that just like a cat?
P.S. She is asking me to take her to therapy!
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