11 May 2011

Hoping for a finish . . .

I've been plugging away at the latest LHN ornament. I started it the weekend before last, but I've been so busy settling in to my new schedule that I've had to steal the time to work on it. I didn't realize just how much I got done on a daily basis when I was home; I had plenty of time for laundry, and housework, and still stitching time. But I don't have that, at least not right now. I am working to find balance, especially since I'm walking now in the evenings. It's good exercise, and it gives Beazer and I time together. I miss not having him around all day, but it's what Mummy has to do. He understands that, and he just loves our walks.

On top of that, we had Mother's Day dinner at our house on Sunday, and I have been cleaning and cooking like crazy. I made all the sides and dessert for the big day, inlcuding my grandmother's potato salad, the recipe for which I would share except I didn't do it quite right. It was still good, but, when you deal with a recipe involving measurements like "a big glug" and "til it tastes you good", well, you see where the room for error comes in. Dessert was two kinds of cake, white cake with vanilla frosting topped with coconut, and fudge marble cake with chocolate. I am not terribly good at icing cakes, but they tasted divine. DH made Eastern Shore chicken on the new grill/smoker he bought that was so tasty. I sent people home with doggie bags, I couldn't stand to see all that food go to waste. We've been eating leftovers since Sunday, and I think we're chickened out.

I will make all efforts tonight to post some WIP photos. I realize I have been remiss in posting them, and I apologize.

1 comment:

ArchangelDecker said...

Have you started clucking yet? :)

Hope you get some stitchy time in soon! :)

I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it can’t be helped--Frederick Perls