My husband and I are both sick. You know when one spouse gets sick, the other (who is not sick) usually gets their back, as in "Can I get you some soup or a Popsicle? Maybe something from the store, my dearest cream puff?"
Not here. We spent the last couple of days meeting up in the kitchen, squinting at each other through puffy eyes, comparing symptoms, whining about our body aches and sore throats, not able to have a complete conversation without lapsing into fits of coughing. It feels like a competition. So annoying.
I want to bring their outdoor seating area home with me.
Back home in the sewing room, slow progress is being made on the prairie quilt blocks.
Crocheting however has been going full speed ahead. The large 20 round granny blocks are coming along nicely, chewing up my scraps of yarn. I have 4 1/2 blocks done out of 9, so I'm halfway there.
When I'm tired of grannying (is there such a thing of being tired of making grannies?), I switch it over to this blanket.