Harvest Moon!

HAPPY HALOWEEN!

Isn't this too cute, I got it in an e-mail. I'm not that clever to have made it so I had to steal it from who knows who.  HRH (His Royal Highness) is going on a youth trip tomorrow for church. The kids are taking treats to a Somalian Refugee camp in Portland. I am baking cupcakes tonight. Anyway, Maggie (puppy love), Heidi (naughty cat) and I will be manning the fort and greeting all the little monsters. My dad has been gone for 12 years now but I will never forget how much he loved all the little kids dressed up on Halloween, even after he got Alzheimer's I would let him answer the door and hand out the candy and it sure brought a smile to his face.  Times like this I really miss him.

I won!

Christina at Patches quiltworks had a drawing and I won! The funny thing is that after talking back and forth with her we found out that we have a lot in common and her sister lives close to me. Small world. I have been reading the posts at Quiltville.com and everyone is collecting plaids and shirts for quilts. Well, I wanted to get on the bandwagon but can't right now and guess what I won>>>>>plaid fabric and lots of it. Yipee. I feel like it's a REAL treat since I've been sick for a week today. But I haven't Sniveled one time, grumbled to myself a little, but no sniveling.

The giant apple press

Last of the Harvest

We finished the last of the cider canning and I am glad. We had friends over crushing their apples and both HRH and I were helping them bottle and process the juice. My stove will never be the same, but it was fun. On the last batch, something in the press broke. We will have all winter and summer to get it fixed and my DH(HRH) can fix anything!

Play it forward

Karol Ann in the lovely Dales of Yorkshire lured me into this, so here's the scoop!

I will make and send a handmade gift to the first 3 people who leave a comment on this post requesting to join the PIF exchange. I haven't decided on a gift yet. The gift will have a 3 month alley in which I have to send. Christmas is coming you know. So be patient and it will happen. I've never broken a promise yet. What you have to do in return, is pay it forward by making the same promise on your blog.

Gratitude

Soft beds and cozy quilts

kitties sandpaper tongues

quiet evenings at home

Well, I deserve this!

I suppose I deserve this for making fun of HRH (DH) for being such a baby when he gets sick. He is so sweet to share everything with me, including the flu bug he had. I have been very careful not to snivel though. I slept for 2 days straight and feel somewhat better today. I thought I would post something quilty. 

I made this quilt, called a quilt with no borders. It was made for my friend, Peggy for Christmas last year. I had forgotten her birthday so wanted to give her something nice. This was my first attempt at raw edge applique, the jury is still out as to whether I like it or not. I forgot to get a picture of it after it was quilted, I'll have to remember to do that when I am at her house.

Miss Heidi,

I've mentioned our cat, Miss Heidi before, well, never have I had a cat that is so naughty. She is into everything, kind of like having a 2 year old around all the time. (actually she is 2). Now she has a new game to play, besides stealing things from my sewing table and hiding them. (I still haven't found my little embroidery scissors). Now she sits on the side of the toilet and uses her paw to splash water (and mud from her paws) all over the place. What a mess. Dirty little foot prints everyone. I am trying to "train" DH to put the lid down, but so far, no good. I don't know what else she will get into. I'm sure she will surprise us with something!

Sick Hubby Saga, volume 2

He's still on the couch, still sick. I really do feel sorry for him, but there is a limit to how long my sympathy can go. The latest: he came out of the bathroom and after weighing, tells me he's lost 30 lbs in the last 6 days. 30 POUNDS. I couldn't lose that much if I was in a concentration camp and working on a rock pile all day. REALLY! It just isn't fair. Now I ask him, how he las lost all that weight, has he been doing the green apple 2-step? NO, has he been throwing up? NO. You can not sit on the couch for 6 days and lose 30 pounds, if it was possible, I would have lost twice that by now, while sitting and quilting. If he really has lost 30 pounds, I will have to kill him, that's all. I made him re-weigh. "Oh, I must have looked at it wrong, it's only 5 pounds." OK, you can live! But no more of that stuff. I have been trying to lose 5 pounds for about 3 years! Whew, I almost had a heart attack. 

Puppy Love

Remember that song from the 60's, oh dear, now I'm dating myself! Oh well, I think Paul Anka sang it and it's been running through my head all day. Our dear standard poodle, Maggie is such a love. She minds well, gives lots of lovin' to us, and the cat and is my constant shadow. When we give milk to the cat, Maggie lays down with her nose almost on the bowl and waits till "Heidi" finishes, then she attacks that bowl with wild abandon, but such restraint she has while letting Heidi eat, well twice today, I had snacks and let the cat have a bit, pudding and meat from my soup that had fat on it. Wouldn't you know it, the cat ate it all and Maggie just looked at me with those big brown eyes and whined. So sad. She had treats off and on all day though, since I baked a double batch of dog treats. DH and I are on diets, well, I am so he's there by default since he doesn't cook. I wanted to bake something and that was the only thing I knew I wouldn't eat. BUT, you know something, they sure looked good!

Sick Hubby

DH has been sick all week and therefore hasn't left the couch or TV for more than 15 minutes. Now, I'm as sympathetic as the next gal, but men are such babies when they are sick, aren't they? After 6 days of being cooped up in the house with him and no end in sight, I decided to get "out of the house" and do some alone time. I got dressed, make-up, hair, grabbed the purse and water bottle and what do I see, DH grabbing his keys, "what are you doing?" I asked, I need to get out of the house so I thought I would go with you and just drive you around. NO! I shouted, didn't mean to Shout, but really, hear me now. I need some time to go to a fabric store and not with you waiting in the car tapping your fingers on the wheel. I want to stay as long as I want to! If you need to go out, just go to the bank, gas my car up and take the dog to McDonalds for a burger! I took his car and went to Hancock's Fabrics (the only shop close) they were having one of their little free classes, so I stayed for that. Still didn't want to go home so stopped by a thrift shop, grocery store, got a coke at Wendy's, one more browse in Fred Meyer's produce department....can you tell, I really didn't want to go home. Well, Home I did go and where was DH. On the couch, asleep with the TV on... At least he did take my car to gas it up and go to the bank. I do love him but I sure like time alone sometimes. Gotta love a sick Hubby.

Cat Feeder? Here Birdy birdy

Gratitude

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Cologne

For some reason, DH thinks that when it comes to cologne, that more is better!!! I think he marinades in the stuff! For Pete's sake you can't breathe within 1/2 mile of him. I can't seem to convince him that he uses too much and I can't discontinue breathing in his presence. Sometimes if he puts it on in the morning, I can actually stand it by evening. The kind of cologne is another thing. The one I was complaining about has to be 15 years old and would make a skunk gag. Twice, I have put it in the garbage and twice he has retrieved it. Today, I poured it down the drain like some recovering drunk would pour booze. (I'm just guessing here, I have never been a drinker, recovering or not). He didn't say a thing, just went to the store and got some decent cologne. YEY! Now to put a limit on HOW MUCH is TOO MUCH! Maybe a warning label on the side of the bottle would do...you think??

floral fantasy

This quilt is one of my favorites, it took me nearly a year to collect all the floral fabrics and another year to complete it. I consider myself experienced at making drunkard path blocks now! Actually, it was fun and not difficult at all. I got the pattern from an Australian Patchwork and Quilting magazine.

Today, I finished some of my canning. I keep saying that and then more "stuff" appears from the garden. I know we must still have apples on the trees and tomatoes, but I really don't want to see them!!

I went shopping to get a few soap making supplies, ie, olive oil, and sure did enjoy all the fall color. I took Maggie and she was so patient in the car as I shopped. She knows that when we are finished, she gets a McDonald's hamburger. All the crew know her by now. She starts whining when she sees the arches. One of the drive up girls says that she's their best customer.

I have to get going as I have a large soap order to work on. I will put some pictures up when I get it out of the molds. I'm making about 10 kinds.
Carline

floral fantasy close up

The best part is that this one is mine!

Gratitude Friday Oct 10

Sunshine
quiet time
eyes to see the beautiful fall colors

Gratitude

long naps
a good hairdresser
good books

last of the tomato bounty

Gratitude:

today I am thankful for:

friends

a warm home

a loving heavenly father

Our favorite family Member, Maggie (don't tell our grown children)

October, 7, 08

I'm just getting my blog set up and having a fun time of it. My best friend, Peggy's daughter, Becky did most of the set up and for that I thank her. She's a gem.

Today was a lovely fall day and I spent most of it inside cleaning, not good. The leaves here in Washington are starting to turn and I will get pictures as they get going. DH is planting a new lawn in front of our home and at this time is digging a large hole, hmm. looks like it could be my grave. (I've been pretty grumpy lately, I'd better watch out) He wouldn't do it in the front yard now, would he???

Tomorrow will be a quilting day, I hope, although I still have some canning to do. 

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