Still Going.

And jeez if it isn't after 5am. My internal clock is totally screwed. I blame the weather.
Tonight I dropped the b.h. at work, read the new issue of Playboy (Boring! The 20 Questions interview was with some chick from The 0C and none of the political stuff was very intriguing, though I did rather enjoy the Matthew McConaughey interview), then came home and started cutting out squares for my t-shirt quilt. I guess what I am probably looking at is multiple quilts, because I unearthed a big tub of shirts and two fairly sizable bags, and those are only the ones we have stopped wearing. I am thinking of making the b.h. an all ReM blanket because we have so many of those. Once I get them all cut I can arrange them by region, band, or theme, depending on how it all works out. As it is I am going to have a hard time deciding which ones to use first, because my skill level is absolute beginner. I am pretty excited about it, though.
Got an invitation to join some friends of ours for Moosefest this year. Having just watched the second season again just this week, I am seriously contemplating it. It's close to Seattle, so if it isn't fun we can always bolt. But how could it not be totally hilarious? I dunno. But it really sounds like the best way to ease our way into football season next year.
Ah well, I guess I'd best get in the shower and get to bed before the sun comes up and I have no chance of falling asleep.

My House Just Got Another Enema.

That's why I haven't been writing lately. I'm a pack rat at heart and I can't help it. I have been through boxes and boxes and closets and piles and files. It has taken a long time and a lot of effort.

Oh, and it has been almost eighty degrees for the last four days, so I have been making myself busy outside some of the time. I know that should be awesome- beats the hell outta snow, right?- but it's not. Eighty degrees in December scares the hell out of me. And the geese are confused. I think they've been back and forth a few times. They look tired and angry.

So there are a lot of CDs in a pile that are going away. Those of you who know me and have any requests, speak now or you will have to fight Ort for them at Potter's House. Oh yeah- I have some pretty cool vintage dishes, too. Anyone? Bueller?

I figured out that our lawn mower is broken. We haven't used it in months, because the lack of rain has meant that nothing is growing. But now I'm starting to lose sight of Wyatt when he goes out there so I thought I would cut the grass. No such luck. Anybody got a mower I can borrow? Or buy?

In other news, some of the jelly I made is actually jelly, as opposed to syrup. That makes me happy. I finally found unsweetened coconut in a store and now I can't remember what recipe I needed it for. Martha Stewart is still the devil. (How does she always have EXACTLY WHAT I NEED?) Dog biscuits are on the agenda for this evening. I'm baking those and some chocolate chip cookies. With the doors open. In December.

Progress (The Good Kind).

Lately we've been going through a really big purge. I have unloaded books, old magazines, clothes, CDs, dishes, and bags and bags of crap that I had been keeping for no good reason.
On Monday, our friend A came by and helped us haul away a couple pieces of furniture that we no longer needed. It feels good. I'm starting to get crafty again, and just in time for the holidays, which is a huge bonus.
Last night the b.h. made some gardiniera and a small (test) batch of cranberry pepper jelly, while I did a batch of tart cherry and a batch of pomegranate. His both turned out very well. Mine have successfully jelled, but I have yet to taste them.
I also bought myself a cutting mat large enough to handle a template for the t-shirts I have been socking away for my future t-shirt quilt (well, that's probably quilts now, because there are so damned many), so that will mean even more purging (and more crafting) in the near future. In short (too late!) I am being productive once again, and it is quite a relief.