I Have Found My Price

I always knew I could be bought and for years thought it would be in copious quantities of quality quilting fabric.  Say that last part real fast five times.  Apparently, I was wrong. 

I can be bought for homemade toffee.

Julianne, my friend, you are fifty shades of utter awesomeness!

I whined 'Where's mine?!' when she posted about making toffee for a work bake sale.  I was just kidding, but she twisted my arm and put me in a head lock and whammo...there was toffee in the mailbox today, y'all!  I'm sure passing motorists thought I was insane because I shook, shimmied and whooped my way across the driveway.  So undignified...and excited!!

I'd show you a picture of me sampling it, but it's too racy for Blogger.  The Diva, the little turd, loves it..naturally so I have to share it.  Captain Studly took a nibble and turned up his nose...what a communist.  How can you not love chocolate and nuts?!  Oh, wait...he's male.  All my fat cells yelled 'YIPPEEE!' and are still shimmying like mad.  Girls, this stuff is da bomb!

And to 'pad the toffee' (her exact words) she included these...

Aren't they scrumptious?  Such beautiful Fall colors.  I am so happy!  How did she know I'd had the worst weekend on record and needed a pick-me-up this bad?

Thank you, Julianne!  I am blessed to have you as a friend even though we've never met (and considering how my children have been behaving, that's probably a good thing) and I'm glad I can make you laugh when you need it.

Check out her blog Quilting with Calicos for everything quilting, calicos and grandbaby!

WIP

I've gotten alot of quilty stuff done this weekend...NOT!

Friday evening, Co Def #1 had a friend over for a few hours (I hate and despise the term 'playdate'), then it was out to dinner for us.  I managed to sneak in a little quiet time at the bookstore Friday evening, knowing what was in store for me come Saturday afternoon.

The Boys went to a Houston car-show Saturday morning, leaving myself and Co Def #2 all by our lonesomes...somehow we managed just fine in spite of not being pestered by the Testosterone Twins all day.  I picked up a pair of flannel pajamas for her...you know, it gets SO cold here in Texas during the artic winter months (cue the eyeball roll)

I thought the sewing motif was pretty cute...the dolls themselves, yes, Lalaloopsy dolls, are tacky as all get-out.  But that's just me.  I guess I should be happy they're not American Girl dolls, huh?

Co Def #2's friend came over Saturday afternoon and it was non-stop inside/outside/movie time/where's the popcorn/coloring/crafting/dressing the dog up...bless her patient heart and generally driving me up the freakin' wall time until about four o'clock.  Give me a houseful of boys any day!  At least they can entertain themselves.  Not girls, though.  Nuh-uh, one must have all manner of things to do so as to avoid catfights and assorted sulking.

So, this is what I managed to eek out in the sewing department...

The Popsicle top is completed and I finally got all that paper peeled off the back.  You know, that's the ONLY bad thing about paper-piecing.  Sure, all your points match and everything goes together wonderfully well, but you still have to pull off all that stinkin' paper!  Anyway, this one's ready for quilting.  I also got half of the plethora of HST sewn into rows...it's amazing how fast they go together when you put the pedal to the metal.  I missed my calling...I should've been a racecar driver.