Finishing - Starting - Timing

About the only things on this post that are FINISHED

are these.

I had cut out extra and finally got them done.

One goes into the bin for the open house,

One will be given away soon....

Watch for it!

The final vote around my house was to coffee-stain.

Then starch and glitter.

The next pic, hopefully will be on the tree.

And

A few for the giveaway.

These are all the pennies left to do for that HUGE project

that I am getting real tired of making.

Hopefully the next pic will be on my table.

Back to the I Spy quilt.

I started this awhile ago.

As in probably two years ago, awhile ago.

I would have to look back.

I am sure I blogged it.

It is back out for awhile.

As soon as the penny rug is done.

Some blue jeans to be made into table runners.

Or a blanket if I get real industrious.

More on that later.

One other finished,

but not by me.

This cute little ornament

came in the mail on Saturday!

Painted by one of my Painting Ladies!

Marie

from

Marie's Country Woodcrafts

Click on over and visit her.

Thanks, Marie!

It inspired me to make a pattern for wool.

More on that later also.

And a bunch of tracing for snowmen and a few other things.

Just messing in my sewing room yesterday.

And why?

First of all, just needed a break yesterday.

Saturday,

I had to go to work.

Had to undecorate the church,

take my tree down...

all that stuff.

Yesterday,

I needed my recliner

and rest.

However,

what I did not expect.

Was that the

Steelers - Broncos game,

that the Steelers were supposed to win...

would turn

JWS

into nothing less

than a

pacing,

stomping,

frowning,

fire-breathing,

bitter

man.

And those are not the words that i used to describe

him in my mind.

Might as well be honest.

So I retreated to my sewing room.

I was Ok with that.

But,

the woman that called three times in a row

for something stupid for the fair,

ten minutes after the game was over,

got the real earful.

Thank goodness he just screamed it AT the phone,

and

not

INTO

the phone.

How lucky she is that he didn't actually pick it up.

Well, actually

as much as she calls,

there was a small part of me wishing he would have picked it up.

The calls might have ended.

Don't tell anyone I said that!