A much better day today, and thank the Maker for that. I would have just curled up & cried if that weather had gone on for much longer. I didn't want to trouble you with TMI, but honestly, yesterday morning I was standing in the kitchen peeling lychees with sweat running down my face. Actual beads of moisture. Not just the gentle glow that ladies get, Gentle Readers, the full-blown sweaty globules of sweat that horses, navvies and road workers get. Like the proverbial pig.
Ahem. I finished the quilt top today, after the remainder of the cleaning up, and here 'tis:
Ready and waiting to be quilted.
In other news, Gentle Readers, I got a mention from the very lovely Angela Pudding. Mrs Pudding writes one of the funniest blogs I've read, and she's taken pity on me because we don't have Chipotles in adobo sauce here in Australia. As I'd never heard of either, she's undertaken to come over & make them for me, served with fish tacos. I think fish tacos sound just fine. I'd like to go to St Louis, but I'm sure we could meet somewhere in the middle. Hawaii? Sure. Fish tacos with chipotles and pineapple, anybody?
I had a very encouraging conversation with the man who runs the Upholstery department at our local (well, not quite local, but not quite St Louis either) Technical School, and tomorrow am popping over there to talk about the possibilities. See, there is hope.
And I made a flat-pack pouch for the aforementioned Angela Pudding, the type I've raved about before, and which you can find in the shop. She's my first Etsy sale for the New Year, and as mentioned, all proceeds will be donated to the Premier's Flood Appeal. It's a great cause.
And now, Gentle Readers, I'm going to bed. My brain has stopped churning, it's raining and I'm very happy.
Sleep well - I will.