Sunday, January 8, 2012

Quilting with my buddy

 Something about a sewing machine that has Gibson right up and in the thick of things.  I like to pretend he believes he's being helpful, but I know darn well he does it to be a pain in the ass --- much the same reasons as he does everything else,e.g. meow in my face at 4 a.m., leap at my legs as I walk by any piece of furniture he's hiding behind, stick his paw in my glass of milk, stand on the edge of the tub and watch me bathe, sit on the newspaper when I'm trying to read it, lick the antiperspirant off my armpit when I'm having a nap, etc.  But look at that face!  Awwwwwwwww

So I still haven't been able to get the Kaffe Fassett book from the library so I can finish my Shirt Stripes Boxes quilt. No matter -- not like I don't have anything else to work on.


  1. I have some of those kind of helpers at my house too. They also bring me fabric all over the house to let me know, it is time to sew. Then I also have 4 bigger helpers that do the in the face at 1am and again at 4 am thing, and lick my armpit if I dare sleep with my arm upwards. Or lick in between every toe as they poke out from under the blankets.......wouldn't have it any other way though.