I am absolutely amazed at the amount of fabric I still have. Then, because I was wondering whatever became of the labels I made and lost, I spent at least 2 hours in the sewing room cleaning out the large fabric cabinet (what a chore!). Also cleaned both machines and readied them for the respective jobs. I used stash and scraps for this quilt, too.ДЄnd after I finished both quilts and washed them today, I got the Funky Shamrocks pin basted and ready to be quilted (on my Bernina), and then got the Nickel Squares Pinwheel quilt pinned to the HQ. Made the label at the same time I made the new label for the Pineapple Blossom - didn't cut them apart all that well, though, so part of the bottom design is covered by the binding oh well - this was just another of those fun projects I like to throw together. I just used the 1.5' strips of red and tan that I had sewn together a few months ago and left sitting in the orphan block pile until I decided to make hearts with them. This is another finish for this year - not really a ufo, as I designed and made it this month and now it's even quilted, labeled, bound and has the hanging sleeve attached. One of my problems I think is that I want to skip to the good part without doing all the prep work so I'm trying to take the time and do the prep work. Obviously, I didn't get any quilting done today! I did take the quilt off the HQ yesterday, mark it and put it back - still working at learning to machine quilt well.

So, that's Pita's story and as far as he's concerned, the sun rises and sets on Bill's head and I had better not get between the two of them! The dog's original name was Buddy, but Bill changed it to Pita because he was a Pain In The A** literally! Eventually, the lady moved from the farm and her 'boyfriend' came and asked us if we wanted the dog because he was here all the time anyway and if we don't take him, the bf was going to shoot him (and he would have). He had an uncanny ability of being right where Bill wanted to work next.

While Bill was clearing the land to put the house up, Pita would hang around all day with him. He was a puppy that lived at the next farm, but his mistress never took care of him. Pita adopted Bill when we were building this house. He's DH's dog and he follows him everywhere (DH is just to the right of the dog in this picture).

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