How is it that one can have SO MUCH one wants to sew and yet be so easily distracted?  This weekend I think I did everything but the sewing I had intended...

*First the kids had an an impromptu sleepover at grandma's.  What did we do with an unexpected evening alone?  Assemble their new bunk beds, of course!  My idea...  They've been itching to start sharing a room.

*When it turned out that Brandon didn't need my mad assembly skills, I set to moving Aria's things into her new room.  And what should I find but a crafty basket with the most frightening, most hopeless yarn tangle you can imagine.  I mean, literally 6-7 different yarns, needles, half-knitted projects and....wait for it.... hangers.  Hangers!

*Warning:  Never allow hangers to mix with yarn.  This should be posted prominently in my daughter's room.

*Unable to resist such slow, methodical work, I spent about an hour and a half detangling.  There were casualties.

*The next morning I mustered incredible self-control and spent a whopping 3-hours hedging the azalea bushes.  Yes, that gorgeousness comes at an annual price, one which I handily defer until perfectly cool-but-not rainy weather arrives on a Saturday.  Unfortunately (fortunately?) it did this weekend.

*So that used up all my self-control.

*Then, because just the right used van popped up on our radar, we "had" to spend most of Saturday traveling and test driving and negotiating.  I think I wanted us to buy the darn thing just so it would be over.  Thank goodness we did. 

*And the rest of the weekend was eaten up by thankless real life:  grocery shopping, organizing, you know the like.

Ok, so I did manage to quilt that quilt and prep the scrappy binding, but not to finish her up.



And that, my friends, is all I have to show for the weekend, in craftiness.

the end