Hurry, Hurry! Last Day to Vote!

Today is the last day to vote! Then, as soon as I finish with finals I'll be starting my Anna Tunic. See the post below from a few days ago to view the fabric choices, then vote for your favorite! I promise to post a picture. (assuming I manage to make the right size and it fits me!)

Comforts of Home-Almost Done

Here's another thing I forgot I'm doing before the hop tomorrow, finishing the top to my new block-of-the-month! Here is a picture of how far I got last night, to be finished tonight!

Crunch Time!

It's crunch time, the I S.E.W. Shop Hop starts TOMORROW! I have all kinds of stuff to do, and I'll probably spend the day running around like a headless chicken. I have copies to staple, quilts to quilt, samples to hang, my kids' music concert to attend, a soon to be 7 year old's birthday to plan, a final essay, final paper, class discussions and group project to finish, and to top it all off I have to finish painting the outside of the shop! Yes, only I am crazy enough to insist that the shop be painted before the Hop, and only my parents are crazy enough to agree to help me.
(OK, maybe my dad only agreed because my mom agreed. What was that he kept muttering, something about forced labor?)
Now, if the weather had cooperated, and if I had considered that the poor building hasn't been painted in 20 years or more and bought 3 times more paint, it might have gotten done already. Instead, it's 1/2 done. So, just in case I don't get to it today, when you come for the hop tomorrow, make sure to come from the South. Then just pretend that the entire building looks that nice, and pretend you don't see the old robin's egg blue trim peaking out from the North side. (Yes, robin's egg blue, from the 70's!) The day I don't have to go to the shop and see that trim will all be worth it, even if I end up being the one on the ladder, in the bucket of the tractor. Yes, it seems even my dad has his limits, and for some reason he won't let me run the tractor.....

Happy Early Mother's Day To Me

In his excitement to show me what he made, Will gave me my Mother's Day gift a week early. It consists of a painting/drawing, and a card. The card has sentences that have been completed by Will about me. Here is how it reads:

My mom likes to (blank).
My mom is (blank) old.
My mom's favorite color is (blank).
My mom's favorite food is (blank).
My mom is good at (blank).
My mom likes it when I (blank).

That's how it read before Will filled it in. Here is what my card actually says:

My mom likes to watch TV.
My mom is a teenager old.
My mom's favorite color is yellow.
My mom's favorite food is spaghetti.
My mom is good at sewing.
My mom likes it when I go to town with her.

At first, I thought he was making me out to be a couch potato. Then, I read how old I was and had to laugh. I think he mixed up my favorite color with Bailey, and my favorite food with his. At least he got the sewing part right, but I took him to town today and I most certainly DID NOT like it!

Isn't motherhood grand?