This little number is (hopefully) winging its way over to SE and Larissa so she can get it into Cafe au Play auction on Saturday night. The bottom makes me think hard candy and that song "Big Rock Candy Mountain" (totally inappropriate, I know).
Sally and I put our heads together for a little while on Saturday and listed out duties for the upcoming week. Let me say again how a little encouragement from a friend can go a long long way to overall health and well-being. I started out Friday night having one of my Greek Exegesis dreams-- it's this reoccurring homework/anxiety scenario where I need to come up with a semester's worth of papers overnight. It has several incarnations, each scarier than the last (one of which involves gym class, a failure to drop, and an endless photocopier sequence), and they all stay with me the next day. Anyway, after our visit on Saturday, all that dropped away and I got down to the business of making.
(Fabric boxes for studio Craft)
The house is a freaking disaster, I haven't cooked anything in two days, Sam's in heaven because his dad has been in charge, and OH BABY did I get some work done. There are couple of things that I still want to try and finish this week. Some quilted mats. A few ornaments. But this house is not going to de-crap itself. I'm aided by a lack of enthusiasm for Halloween (Sam doesn't really get it yet-- we'll probably just go to the mall), and most importantly, an amazing partner who has been painting walls, moving furniture, and being the Main Man Most in Love with our Son.
'Course, now it's Monday so I'm back on the clock with all that. Better go... the boss wants Oh's with Milk in a Big Bowl.
(*** Just in case you're in the mood for some really great television, this week Public Broadcasting is airing and amazing Independent Lens about the Sesame St Workshop. Regardless of your take on kids and TV, it's worth the watching.)