Quilter Arrives Home

Whoopeeee. Sleeping in one's own bed is one of the best things in life, especially if one's sweet spouse is laying next to you. Oh heavenly nights.

Actually, Tom and I had planned to spend at least one night in Shreveport at Brandy's house, but, of course, things did not go smoothly with that plan. We arrived to find that the air conditioner was not working. It was 100 degrees inside the house--actually cooler outside. I took my bath only to have my make-up drool off my face faster than I could fix it. So-o--o, plan B. Sleep in Ruston, but, first, we went out to eat. I decided to do something I rarely do, have a mixed drink. Now, I remember why I rarely do that. Tom was so patient. He convinced me that dancing on the table naked was probably best done at home to an audience of one. I listened to him--stranger things have happened..TMI????

How about something delightful? Check this out. I just love creative people and this gal is superb. Of course, it does not hurt that she included me in her designs, heh heh. I just might have to make one of these babies. Now, if I can just find the time.....

Quilters Return to the Homefront

If only for two nights....it is beyond great to sleep in one's own bed, isn't it? Especially if one's husband is quietly snoring in the same bed. sigh. I almost forget how much I miss him. Then, he wakes up smiling, and, POW, I am in Heaven.

What a chore unpacking is--wash all the dirty stuff, put it away, drag it back out for the next trip. What day is this, anyway?

Oh yeah, HOPPY EASTER, YA'LL (this darling bunny was made by my sweet friend, Barbara Crawford of Crawford Designs. I am thrilled to say that it is a one-of-a-kind fella mainly because I think she decided she was crazy to have agreed to make it for me in the first place. Oh happy me.)