Looks a little wrinkly, doesn't it? I need to figure out how to use my new macro lens so I can get better closeup detail on these kind of pictures.
And here's the back -- which isn't really period fabric like the rest of it but the colors go and I liked it.
Two other bits of news -- yesterday Brett let me escape the house for a few hours to go fabric shopping and see a movie. I went and saw Forgetting Sarah Marshall, which was really great. I never used to like going to see movies on my own, but since Sofie was born it's all I can do not to run around in the lobby twirling and shouting "I'm ALONE! I'm BY MYSELF! Hallelujah!"
Lesson: If you see someone alone in the movie theater chortling and giggling before the movie even starts, rest assured it's a mom of a toddler out for a few hours of peace.
Second, last night around eleven, I closed the catdoor and headed upstairs to bed while Brett finished up some stuff downstairs. When I got up there I noticed that Max and Phoenix, our boy cats, were acting a little odd. Not upset, just odd. They were... very alert. And sitting in places they usually don't sit. And they both seemed really interested in one particular armchair that sits at the top of the stairs.
I finally put two and two together and realized something was under there. Fearing the worst (rat? possum?), I got down on the floor, lifted up the blanket that hides the underneath of the chair from view, and found this tiny little gray and white cat blinking back at me. Blinkblinkblink.
I called Brett up and we soon figured out from his collar that it was Dexter, who lives down the street a ways. He must've come in to explore and then gotten trapped under the chair by our overly watchful duo. We carefully peeled this very freaked out little cat out from under there and let him out for the night.
Bon voyage, Dexter. I don't think he'll be coming back anytime soon.
4 comments:
The quilt and the backing look great! The possum part had me riveted, o well just a cat, too funny! No sofie news, guess she is completely recouperated? Movie and shopping sound wonderful!
I so remember that feeling of silliness when I had a bit of time to myself when my two boys were tiny. It was just as great when Christopher took them both out and I had the house to myself. Poor Dexter, your cats seem to have worked as a great team.
Love the look of the quilt. Bruce and I saw Forgetting Sarah Marshall on Sunday. It was hilarious!
Whenever I'm alone in public without any kids--walking through a mall, say, or in the supermarket--I always experience a momentary dizziness that is orientational...because I am not, at that moment, using my arms in the preemptive feeling-all-around-me-for-kids way. Less giddiness, in my case; more baffled inertia.
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