"Club Crochet"

I'm so excited! I've found a local crochet group that meets monthly. A friend of mine received a mailer from a local fabric shop, where the meeting is held. So we both decided to go. This is an out of this world fabric shop, let me tell ya! 2 stories of fabulous fabric. Anyway, they have a wonderful little niche of very NICE yarns, and CROCHET supplies. They also had knitting stuff [(whoopie) (sorry to you knitters, but crocheters have it hard)] There were only 4 of us, but hey, it's a start. All this, and only 20 minutes from my house! Am I lucky or what?!

Cell Phone Thingy

I purchased a bright floral purse at Old Navy, that had been marked way down. Unfortunately, there were no pockets inside. I have to have a pocket for the trusty ol cell phone. I whipped up this little quicky last night. Problem solved!

I'm Merino, Who Are you?

You are Merino Wool.
You are very easygoing and sweet. People like to
keep you close because you are so softhearted.
You love to be comfortable and warm from your
head to your toes.

I wandered over to Karla's Korner, and found this cute quiz. Thanks Karla!


What kind of yarn are you?
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I'm Baaaack!

It's been a long week. I was in the hospital for 4 days with an intestinal infection. Yucky poo! (literally) I'm so glad to be home and on the computer again. My hubby brought my crochet to the hospital, but I didn't have the energy to do it. You know you're a crochet addict when you try to crochet and you're double dog sick! Speaking of dogs, my furbabies are glad to have me home. They're sticking pretty close to me. I have an entourage as I go from room to room.

Yesterday, I received a surprise Herrschners package in the mail from my "Fairy Stitchmother" ( Crochetville Wishlist). What a wonderful and thoughtful way to be cheered up!!! She sent me 2 skeins of wool yarn in aqua and ruby. I think they would be gorgeous felted together as a purse. I can't wait to try my hand at felting! Thank you, thank you, Fairy Stitchmother! May God bless your kindness to a stranger(me).

I'm about a quarter of the way finished with my camo afghan. So far, I'm not even tired of looking at it. My edges even look pretty good. Edging ideas, anyone?

Until next time my cyber friends, may God bless you all.

Mick Jagger?!

Sunday, Sunday

As opposed to Monday, Monday. Remember that song from the Mama's And The Papa's? Guess I just dated myself.

I woke in the early, predawn hours of the morning, as us old women are prone to do; to go to the bathroom. The bathroom is in the same place that it's been in for 12 years, mind you. For some reason unbeknownst to me, I slamed into the open door, and broke my little toe. The pain caused me to jolt forward, where I almost fell into the jacuzzi. As I'm hanging onto the side of the tub, I hear my sweet, caring hubby quietly slur "honey, are you alright?" After which he promptly returned to sleepy land and snoring. I managed to hobble back to bed on my own.

Getting dressed for church wasn't really a big deal; until I put on my high heels. Oh the agony! I then had to go into my darling daughters room to find (yet another pair of) my shoes that were a little more open in the toe area. That yielded a small measure of relief, but there was NO way I was going to wear flats!

On to church, where I endured the glances and snickers. It was just last year at this time that I broke my foot by falling in the closet at work ( my adoring mother asked me if I was "coming out"; ha ha, very funny) I won't go into detail about my other little accidents. Let's just say my church friends are amused at my clumsiness. At least they smile when I come in the door!

To add insult to injury?! My hubby wanted to eat out (I did change clothes and shoes first). I had strange people staring at me now. No biggy, really. But, we went to a discount store called Big Lots. Everyone over at Crochet Partners had been going on and on about the wonderful yarn sale. After hobbling around the place for 30 minutes or so, unable to locate this fantastic deal, we finally ask where it is. A precious, sweet sales lady says " we're all out". So what did I do? I went home and made cheesecake, of course. Key Lime Cheesecake. Yummmy! I guess the day wasn't so bad after all.

I'm An English Toy Spaniel!

Not a Yorkie! Oh well.

What a fun little personality test! Wanna know what kind of dog you are? Check it out at:
http://www.gone2thedogs.com/

My personality:
This little spaniel makes a great pet, being good with children, full of fun and able to adapt to it's owner's energy levels. Needs a lot of grooming to keep up its decadent looks.

Mt. Camo! Revisited

Conquering that Mount has been fairly easy of late. I've only come across the angry frogs a few times, and their numbers are decreasing. I go around the Mt. 7 times speaking in TSS, then I go around 2 times speaking TPS. The natives seem to understand me going back and forth between the two. All in all, the climb has been enjoyable! Even relaxing.

It's Alive! It's Alive!

I'm slowly coming out of the fog. I now know my name and address.

What a weekend! Besides Kids Day, Britti had her dance recital. Nick came home for moral support, and brought a few friends with him. I made a Turtle Cheesecake to celebrate the occasion. Yummmmy! Brittany was in 6 dance routines. Very high energy pieces. After her second dance, she fell and busted her knee and elbow pretty bad. This happened behind the scenes, so this overly protective mother saw nothing. I thought she seemed a little off during her last few routines, but couldn't quite put my finger on it. She danced 4 more pieces in incredible pain, and continued to smile through it all. What a trooper! There was no way that she would have let her classmates down. Truly, the show must go on. Can you tell I'm a proud mom?

Brain Dead

Well folks, I've spent the last 2 days photographing children. Several hundred. It's one of our 4 yearly childrens specials. When it's over, there are absolutely no brain cells left to function with. You just thank the good Lord you're still alive. Don't get me wrong, I love children (mostly mine). And most of them are adorable. But there are a few.... well, let's just not go there. I was only thrown up on once, so I must be living right.

On the home front, my camo afghan is coming right along. I have about 18 inches or so. Forgive me for the lack of a photo, I just can't bring myself to touch a camera right now.

Tomorrow is another recital. Tomorrow is another recital. Tomorrow is ....whoopsie; broken record. I'll post again when I can function at full brain capacity.