Last Sunday This February.

The weather is in the process of transitioning into Spring. One day temperatures will be mid-50s; the next day the high will be in the 20s. Lots of freezing rain, sleet and rain contributing to flooding in low laying areas. I'm simply happy that the days are getting longer.

Well... After fighting with my Brother sewing machine for days and ripping back countless seams, I decided to try my hand at hand quilting. It went okay, but would have been better if I set up a frame for that kind of work. 

So... I ripped it out and went to the shed to see how much work it was going to be to bring Mom's sewing machine and cabinet in. Moved some of the stuff in the shed yesterday. Moved the shelf and contents out of the office. Today I finished clearing a path in the shed, strapped the cabinet to the hand cart and got it as far as the front steps before I couldn't go any further. Luckily one of the neighbors was driving by and gave me a hand getting it up the stairs and into the house.

Took a while to get it cleaned up and oiled. Tested it out on some scrap fabric before I tried the wall hanging. Took me an hour or so to get the tension right, but she sews like a dream.

"What day is this?", Sunday

As I snuggled down between the flannel sheets this morning, I marvelled at how delightfully warm it was in the bedroom. It being shortly after four, I simply snuggled deeper and willed myself to sleep by counting to one hundred. Eh, sometimes it works.

Forty five minutes later, I gave up and turned on the light. Fed the inside animals, prepped the outside feed and went to nuke a cup of coffee. Discovered that I had neglected to turn the oven off last night. Hence the warm house. Expensive error, but well worth being warm for a change.  the computer to start my day. Played a couple games then fed the ferals (only Little Bit was there) and took Bandit for a walk.

I wish I had a camera that could capture the way the snow sparkles like glitter when temperatures are below freezing. 

Worked on the brown bag project this week. Hoping to finish the blocks tomorrow. 

Made a cutting error and have to get another yard of background fabric. That adage, "Measure twice, cut once." applies to fabric. Another expensive lesson.

The blocks are going to look fabulous together.

Well, the sun is up all the way. Guess I'd better put the bird feeders up. 

May your day be filled with laughter.

Superbowl Sunday.

Cold, cold, cold today. We only managed to walk a mile and a quarter today. Will try to make it up next Wednesday and Thursday when the temperatures reach the mid forties. Yepper. Spring is on the way.

Not much activity this week as far as projects go. Ripped out most of the bad binding on the Mexican Cross wall hanging. Hoping to red bind it tomorrow. Have two of the 54-40 or Fight blocks made. The tips Susie gave me when we spoke have helped, but the points still aren't perfect. *sigh* Still have to rip back the sideways block on the stained glass quilt; black thread on black fabric. Not looking forward to that process.

Went walking with Nancy and her pups, Wrigley and Riley, from the turnaround at the bottom of Droney road to the railroad tracks. Bandit was a mess when we got home. Took about half an hour to wash all the road salt and whatnot from his fur. Won't go there again in the Winter.

Talked with Lucinda. She's thinking of going to the flower show at Phipps Conservatory in Pittsburgh with me. Something to look forward to.

W stopped by briefly and dropped off some shrimp and onion rings from the wholesale place in Buffalo.

Another Sunday Passes.

Bandit  got into something on our nightly walk on the poop trail that made him vomit before we even got home. He proceeded to vomit off and on for the next twelve hours. . . twice on the bedroom carpet. Ewww. I was up and down with him most of that night and into the wee hours of the morning. All he seemed to want to do was lay in the snow. He wouldn't eat and was barely drinking all through Monday. 

Tuesday morning I was able to get him to eat chicken and rice and by that evening he was showing signs of being better. By Wednesday he was back to his old perky self with one exception - he now knows whining will get me to take him outside regardless of the time of day (2:30 a.m. included).

Made me realize how much I love him. 

Miles walked this week: Monday 2.72, Tuesday 2.84, Wednesday 4.04, Thursday 4.03, Friday 1.76, Saturday 1.19, Sunday 1.55.