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Ever since the Christmas tree went up this last year, our basset hound decided that is okay to eat or chew up anything she can find. She is nearly four & has never done anything like this before. We would come home to chewed up presents, ornaments, and toys. It was decided that the only way to keep her out of trouble while we were gone was to shut her in the bathroom. After the tree came down, I thought she would stop, but she hasn't. So this morning I am hustling out the door & I need to put her away in the bathroom when I find a sleeping Jimmy Dean in there sleeping on the dog bed. I thought maybe I would just move him as I have done in the past, but he just looked too darn comfortable!
Then I look out in the dining room at this poor pathetic creature and I think, there's no way I can interrupt them today. So Wags the dog got another chance. I quickly scanned the floors for anything she might get into. Much to my delight, I came home to a clean house with nothing disturbed.
Here is my progress on my Magdalen Mayhem rug. I may have to change the bird in the top left corner, but I'll cross that bridge later. I will not be able to post tomorrow, but you all are probably tiring of my ramblings any way! I will try to post again later this week. I will be hooking this Sat. at Ault's. If you live in the area, please join us from 10-4. No cost & lots of fun!
Wow! I can't believe that I didn't post last week...I'm not even sure what my excuse is. I did work more. I also went to a scrap night and a hook-in, which makes me feel like a very lucky girl! I finished 8 pages and I am almost in 2008. I really got behind last year because I was working on some special projects like a cub scout album for my son & my 1st digital album. It was a family recipe book full of generational pictures and recipes from my grandmother's side of the family. I gave it to four different family members for Christmas. It was well received. I really enjoyed the digital scrapping & plan on using it again. It is so easy to work on when we're camping, because it's all on my laptop (roughing it...what's that?) Also I am a Creative Memories consultant, and their programs make it sooooo easy.
My rug is coming along well. I am still bored to tears finishing, so going to the hook in helped. Don't get me wrong, I love this rug. It's just my ADD kicking in. I want it to be on the wall. Now. I finished the last corner, thus the title of this post. Just another 45 inches or so and the I'll be done. I hooked at Ault's again this Saturday. It was alot of fun to visit with others and see what they were working on.
And now another chapter in the saga of Jimmy Dean. Friday the cable man came to fix my DVR box which had been down since Tuesday AM. Jimmy decided he would have to check this guy out and show him who was the boss around here. He started off nice. Then I warned the cable guy, who was super nice and explaining that he has a cat similar to ours, that he may bite when he has had enough. We never know exactly how much is enough with him, but he always makes sure we get it! With that the cable guy went back to work. He had to get behind the TV, which is in a big cabinet that is on its last legs, so I carefully pulled it out. With this Jimmy realizes he hasn't been behind there in awhile, so he seizes the opportunity dart back there and sharpen the claws he no longer has on the back of the cabinet. Scaring the cable guy half to death. He then started leaping towards the top of the cabinet coming up short and crashing a couple of times. Again, the cable guy seems concerned. I told him not to worry, that's just Jimmy Dean...he's nuts. The cable guy was able to fix the problem, & I didn't loose my recordings. Yeah! He laid a piece of cable on the floor & we were talking when Jimmy came out from behind the tv and attracted it. He started gnawing on the metal end and we both just shook our heads.
In sadder news, I came home from church to find my favorite piece of redware smashed on the floor. Compliments of you know who. I had redo my mantel for spring, and I moved it there full of wool eggs. What was I thinking? Don't call PETA...I let him live. I will try to glue it back together, but it will never be the same. Anyway I have included some pictures of the crime.
