Smokey the Magnificent

To facilitate making significant advancements on sister-in-law’s baby quilt I decided to divide yesterday up into half-hour segments of Sewing and Not Sewing.  In theory it keeps me on-task and prevents the snortlepig from Thus far, it hasn’t been a staggering success.

Half-Hour One: Dressed me, dressed the snortlepig, did my hair. Unloaded dishwasher, made breakfast (kibbled wheat with cream and brown sugar). Made hot drink of apple cider vinegar and honey for health purpose now lost in the mists of time… either it’s good for my skin, fights cancer or assists in weight loss. I forget, but all good things, no? Went over half-hour by ten minutes due to eating breakfast.

Half-Hour Two: Arranged my box of fabric scraps in order of width; selected a bunch of 1 1/2-inch strips to use in making tiny nine-patches. Began sewing them together.

Half-Hour Three: Fed chickens. Cleaned microwave. Picked up vast quantities of mandarins from the grounds and squoze them to make jelly. Went vastly overtime because a) I just finished squeezing them when the timer went off and wanted to actually make the jelly, and b) the pig, having trotted around the garden contentedly for the entire half-hour, now decided she missed me and had to have the milks.

Half-Hour Four: Continued making nine-patches; arranged them in a 4 by 4 pattern with bigger blocks in between. Decided to carry on until the pig began to pesk, which gained me another 19 minutes (and then only because she hit her head by standing up under the table. She is a good pig. I will keep her.)

Half-Hour Five: Several hours of being distracted on the internet.

Next day: Woke up with probable swine flu.

So there you have it. I did manage to do some applique and embroidery last night, so I made some advancement; but I’m not sure I’d call it significant. Anyway it’ll all be much of a muchness when I’m lying dead in a pool of my own phlegm.