At this pace, I'm going to lose readership--couple hundred maybe.
My days are filled with making purses and cooking and doing buttons. I'm trying one of my new patterns for a purse today--it has an experimental look if ya look close. As I took the pattern pieces out of the envelope, I told John I still get that same thrill that I got in 6th grade when I started to sew and got a new pattern. Never has taken much to thrill me.
I need to start thinking about what to make for a Christmas ornament exchange party coming up soon. I have a lot of buttons and was thinking they'd be fun to do something with. Then my friend Rae blogged about boxes she'd made with buttons on top. I'm hoping a good idea will come to me in the middle of the night when I get my really good ideas (if I can remember them).
Birds are at the feeder looking for food so I'll get a breath of outside air and feed them.
The goofy calf who started out crippled died while I was in Amery. Blind Boy is still living. I found an old bell to tie on him when he gets loose so he won't get lost. A bell tinkling should really make him nuts!
Well....that was.....I don't know...