Hello? Heeelllllllloooooo????? Do I still have some readers out there? I really am a quilter, first and foremost, even though it may not seem like it right now.
I have had no quilting related posts for awhile, because of my insane schedule, but that is going to change. I worked nearly 60 hours this week, and that makes even an hour a day sewing a challenge. This week. I missed the Charming Girls Quilt Club deadline, but what the heck. I try to fit in sewing every day, but this week things just got away from me. My schedule is far better this week, so I will get back to my hour a day regime. Prairie Paisley, here I come....
What a lovely Sunday I had. I had the day off for one thing. One little day. One entire marvelous day all to myself (once the dogs were dealt with). I went to the mall, I cooked a new appetizer that teenagers devoured, and I attended my sweet niece Emily's graduation party. At the mall, I tried on a Spanx slip that was a complete miracle. It smoothed everything from my neck to my knees, I swear. Fabulous under an LBD. (Little Black Dress--which all of us need in our wardrobes). My gosh, I do love Spanx products. If you think you would like a bit of slimming magic, comment on my last post for a chance to win a camisole that will smooth your back and your tummy all in one swell foop.
Dh is still away, helping Sara and her DH move completely into their new house. He spent Sunday lining their kitchen shelves and figuring out where all the dishes and kitchen gear should go. He is really good at that sort of thing. Hmmm, that might be a good second career option for him. Helping folks organize their kitchens. My son (home for the summer from grad school) and I are in charge of the dogs. Sophie realized once my husband had driven out of the drive way that the Alpha Person's shoes needed filling and stepped right into the job. She and Ozzie got into a big fight almost immediately, and ever since, my son and I have kept them apart. It has been a bit of an ordeal, but nothing like the time DH left them both with me on my own. They sure don't respect me like they do him. Now why is that?
The rose above is actually one from my garden. My son Ahren took the picture early in the morning. Is is beautiful isn't it? I give this rose to all of you, my friends. Have a great week!
PS: Oh, and tomorrow I will share that new appetizer that the teenagers loved. You have got to try it!
PPS: Just a little update on my economizing. I gave up on my naked nails in less than a week. I couldn't do it. I know, I know. I am weak. Those poor nails were so thin, and so fragile. They split, they cracked, they tore. They HURT they were so short. I couldn't stick it out. Just so you know, do not tell me any top secrets, ever. I would be the first to crack under torture. I will say or do anything, just let my nails look really good.