Hurray for . . .

Renae! It's another dreary day here but I'm so excited. I finally (almost) finished the quilt for Renae. For those of you who don't know, Renae is the wonderful blessing who came and stayed with me for over two weeks just to help deliver my baby Gus last year. I truly could not have survived not only the delivery but the terrible case of Crankypantitis I developed those last couple of weeks.

On one of her visits the year before Gus was born Renae found a lovely quilt at Pottery Barn she liked. Of course I quipped "I can make that, only better." So we went fabric shopping last summer and I  came up with this. . .

And made this. . .

Now all I have to do is get the backing ready and send it off to be quilted. I would quilt it myself but it's too big for my little machine and I would like it to be done sometime in this century. You know, as excited as I am to get this finished and off to it's forever home, it sure looks mighty good on my bed. . .

Every Sunday

Every Sunday should be relaxing and simple. Take today for instance, it's a dreary, cold, wet, yucky day so we're relaxing inside. First thing this morning Chickadee and I went out for a girls breakfast together. (Oh, how that girl loves IHOP.) Then we spent a little time over at the Barnes & Noble next door just browsing and hanging out together. When it was time to feed Gus again we had to scurry back home. How did I know it was time to feed Gus? The sudden tingling and conspicuous wet spots on my shirt told me so. Yep, definitely time to go home. . . 

Now I'm cleaning the house, getting ready for tomorrow and making dinner, enjoying a crispy fire, homemade Seeded Dakota bread with butter and honey, a bit of knitting and tea. Chickadee is reading her new book, Gus is napping and I don't know where Aaron is. Can you hear my sigh from where you are? This is what a Sunday should look like. . .