It was a very busy weekend. I quilted Friday, Saturday and Sunday - and I finished Bo's quilting! Yeah. Friday night was a little rough, I got my fingers caught in the needle twice. The second time the needle actually went through my finger tip. Thank God Ryan was home.
"Holy shit! Holy shit!"
He jumps off the couch and runs up stairs. Ryan is NOT squeamish about blood, after all he is a paramedic, but me on the other hand... seeing a needle stuck through my finger tip, was NOT a comfortable sight.
"Do I need to go to the ER??? Oh my gosh what did I do?" I said in a panic.
"Hold still." He's laughing really hard at this point. "It's out, how the hell did you do that? Keep your fingers away from the needle!" I'm very good at taking advice, but I just looked at him with my eyes squinked and said, "No shit sherlock." He continued to laugh.
Even though my finger was throbbing, one that is on a mission can not take a break because of a little flesh wound. So band aids, Bernie and I continued on.
Yes, I bite my nails. Horrible habit I know, but I can't seem to kick it. Nervous habit they say.
Saturday was a rough day for me and I found myself in tears. My baby boy Anaheim has a cough and I decided to look up his symptoms online and of course what I found broke me. Anaheim is my first dog ever and the best dog at that. So I cried all day at the loss of him... And I couldn't find my Preperation H, so needless to say - my eyes were so swollen the next day I could barely open them.
Ryan gets home and looks at me and laughs, "Stitches, you need to learn how to control your emotions, he's going to be fine."
Yes, I've obtained the nickname stitches. I seem to run into everything, I'm constantly breaking myself. Last year I broke my middle finger making the bed!!! Who the hell does that happen to?
Then my mother facetimed me, "You look horrible!"
"Thanks Mom, I had a bad day yesterday."
"Dogs can't live forever Tracee, do you think maybe you were over emotional because you are tired? And when's the last time you had something to eat?"
Hmmmm, I thought on that. When did I eat last? It was Sunday, I hadn't eaten yet, I didn't eat anything on Saturday and all I had on Friday was a hard boiled egg...
No wonder I was a mess!
I finished Bo's quilting yesterday afternoon about 3pm.
When I was done I decided to take a nap. Louis approves.
Funniest thing about this picture is what is on the TV!
Last night we went over to my other sister's house to have lasagna and good times with family. And of course deliver little Tee's quilt. She loved it! I'll post pictures later, they are on Ryan's phone.
But here's Ryan and me last night - isn't that hat adorable!!! Ryan's mom made it for Little Tee - I sent her a message last night. "Dear my other mother, where is my hat like this. Love it!"
Here's to Monday! May we all have a good one. Cheers!