Decisions, decisions…

Gardener's Supply Company - Deal of the Week

Mike Neir is out mowing the yard, and is repeatedly freezing his tuckus off. Yesterday, he commented that I may have canned bean hoarding tendencies, so I’ve just thrown a giant vat of vegetarian chili into the crock pot to warm him up when he’s done and to get 4 cans of said beans out of the pantry. I may or may not have hauled a dozen more cans into the basement, leaving only a medium-sized assortment in the kitchen itself. This stuff has a 1/4 cup of chili powder in it, a tablespoon of black pepper, a tablespoon of salt (I hate putting that much salt in, but I did, because I don’t often use salt and Mike likes it,) a jalepeno pepper, two dried chilis, a heap of paprika, a teaspoon of cayenne, two tablespoons of oregano, half on onion, a metric honkload of tomatoes… it’s a big, giant batch and I’ve just realized we have no room in the freezer. Oops. Reckon I’ll be having this for lunch every day this week!

With dinner out of the way and making itself, naturally, my thoughts turn to “what next, sewing-wise?” I keep forgetting to buy masking tape, so putting together any tops is right out of the question… I could sash and border the Hello Betty, or I could start cutting into the Anna Maria. Or, I could cut up more Kona Ivory for the bedroom quilt. Or, I could start a baby quilt out of the darling pink and green prints. OR, I could start making something for Ginny, a Pay It Forward person I went to school with, because I’m looking at several fabrics that fit her description. OR, I could make the laptop sleeve I’ve been putting off. OR, I could make the tuile produce bags.


Sorry, I passed out there for a moment.

Looking through Etsy’s quilt selections, I see stuff that makes my jaw drop and I see stuff that makes me think, “seriously? $150 for that? I could make that!”

So why don’t I?

Well, because I couldn’t charge anyone anything right now. But damn, yo; looking forward? I might be able to recoup some of my fabric costs.

Once again, I am paralyzed by too many possibilities.

Ok, I’m doing it. I’m cutting up Anna Maria’s treasures. <squeak>

If you don’t hear from me again, it’s because I’ve done something irretrievably stupid and have died on the spot., Inc

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