Three Day Weekend

Wow. Two days of a three day are already in the can!
:)
I got an email from someone wondering what was up that I was so quiet, I must be busy. True. I am, have been, and will be...Wanna see?

Friday of course was PT. And then I finished an order to ship. Saturday morning was taken up by a certain meezerly sort who developed the "delicate condition" which remains nameless because it's highly embarrassing to Her Royal Highness. So off we sped to the vet. En route I was treated to a crying baby, but once I opened the door in the parking lot, I was suddenly faced with a cussing, angry feline. Do you think she knew what was up? I dropped her off, then ran to the PO to ship a few orders and picked up coffee, phoning back to the vet to hear, "Yes, she's ready." We hurried home, and I pulled out all the stops to complete, start to finish, this lovely:

Yes, you've seen the fabric before, but of course, the interior is all different.

I also prepared three Knitnanas for sewing today. I was very tired when I finished, so I chilled out a bit last night with my favorite new compulsion: Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook. I managed to hit over 150,000 for the first time (Carole has accumulated a score over 350,000. I'm in awe of Carole's abilities (in more ways than one).

This morning, I pulled out the brand new Slow Cooker and created a vegetable beef noodle soup that was very Weight Watchers friendly. The only modification I'd make in future, is to reduce the hot peppers, as I tossed in two and it was very very spicy. But it was really nice to have dinner tonight that was only 6 points. (What did I do? Stew beef, baby carrots, celery, onion, garlic, tomatoes, cabbage, a cup of egg noodles, various seasonings besides the peppers, bouillion, worchestershire sauce)

I've had a love-hate relationship with crock pots ever since I had my original 1970s Rival. But whether the quality has gone downhill, or the design, or perhaps, just that in general things 'aint made the way they used to be, I've had rotten luck with Rival lately. I broke down and invested in a brand I knew I liked. And I'm very pleased. It's a bit bigger than most singles need, but I figure I might have to prepare something for three growing boys someday. Hmm...maybe even for three teens. Maybe I really should have bought the bigger one!

Today, I'd agreed to take my mom's dearest friend (who's a very young 91) to the grocery store to "stock up." She and I have a lot of fun together, and a year ago, she decided that 90 was the right age to give up her driver's license. I promised I'd always help her when needed for getting to the places she needed to go. Today, I reminded her that it also means, where she just WANTS to go. Because let's face it, you might not really need it? But life is too short to deny oneself! :)

We had a good time and it was great to visit. Sometimes I almost feel as if my mom will walk in the room when I'm with MC.

Before I met up with her, I ran by the fabric shop. I needed a couple of fabrics:

I ended up with the ones I needed (the two on top of the stack and the one on the bottom). The ones in the middle called my name. LOUDLY. *wink*

Once home, I finished these and got them all ready to ship on Tuesday:

(again, you've seen these fabrics, tho' perhaps not in this style of bag)

I always search through my buttons as I complete each bag, I usually don't have the closure in mind in advance. This summer I've stocked up in the various places I've gotten myself to, and even picked up a good-sized bag of vintage buttons - that's different from antique, ya' know!

In that group of vintagey ones, I discovered these three. I think they'll be nice for my February Lady's Sweater, if I ever get it on the needles.

Lest you think my weekend is all work and no play (!) I did manage a bit of knitting:

I've used almost 1 skein of the Orca City Tweed here. I'm pleased with the results, and I did go back to the Addi Naturas. It's a little slower going, but at least I've stopped dropping stitches!

Someone is feeling a lot better today, btw...

I've just resigned myself to closing my eyes whenever that camera is around, she's gonna take the pictures anyway. And no, we don't talk about the indignity I suffered yesterday. I've forgiven her, but don't tell her, okay?