I have no pictures for this little ditty of a story I'm going to tell, so here are some unrelated ones of my current dolls-in-progress. You don't mind, do you?
I'm a coffee drinker, but Mr. Gadget insists on drinking tea. He has one of those electric kettles that boils his tea water on-the-quick. He's a man who hates to wait.
In recent days the kettle has begun to sing. It's not supposed to do that. It's not a pleasant sound. It has also taken to leaking, so once the puddle has cooled it must be wiped up.
"I think it's time to toss the ol' kettle and get a new one," I suggested to him just this morning. "You know, when I get to the age where I'm singing and leaking you'll know it's time to put me in the home."
So I must confess, I've been sewing instead of blogging lately. I'm whipping up a few things for the Christmas craft show at the old hotel. The organizer of the show, a nice lady named Georganne, must know I'm a sucker for compliments.
"I want you to sew, sew, sew," she told me. "It just wouldn't be a great show without your characters!" In fact, she said I could even deliver a few last-minute guys on the first day of the show. So I decided I'd make a hundred or so. Well, maybe not. I'll try for an even dozen. But I won't be sewing tomorrow. Tomorrow I'm going here with my knitting buddies. Please don't tell Georganne.
1 comment:
She's not flattering you. You are so good at those dolls! Happy visit to the yarn convention!
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