The news from here, so far

Posted on August 3, 2010 by Mary Beth Frezon
  • First off: steel cut oatmeal this morning. Yummy beyond words. If I would just remember to make it in advance for several mornings of goodness, I’d eat it more often.
  • Second: Fresh ground coffee. Don’t need to say much more there except I harbor the fantasy that grinding it by hand will give me firm arm muscles, LOL.
  • Third: Turkey bacon.
  • After my little thread freak out yesterday I did get some more done. When I hung it up to see the full thing I have one more first swipe long side to do and then a narrow border all the way around (four squares worth). I seem to remember quilting really big quilts something like: center, out to one corner, back to center and repeat. Not sure how I ended up doing center, all around, fix problems, (sides x 4)repeat.
  • Last night I wrote this to facebook, but iphone doesn’t let you cut and paste entries elsewhere and I was too lazy to come downstairs:

    I hope someone, someday, comments on the sculptural detailing of my quilting. Otherwise a lot of spools will have given their lives in vain. What I like about it reminds me of the small tool marks sculptors leave on a piece of stone. Thus ends the pompous speech for tonight lol.

  • Oh and in the doomed land of Azeroth, my little hunter Aingeal hit the big 5-0 yesterday. I now know it has been reasonable of me to hate them. Aingeal cranks out huge amounts of dps/dmg while sitting back sipping coffee and noshing. Hunters have it all – crowd control, area of effect damage, self-preservation, built in tanking….

    Hi I’m a mage, master of the arcane, president of the mages union, law enforcement arm of the Kirin Tor, but when I want to have fun and kill stuff without fuss, I play a hunter LOL.

  • Hunters have combat pets. I have two so far: Ursalala, my bear is my tanking pet with attitude and a lip-smacking love of fish and banana bread and Cathpalug is my kitty who makes it all look easy.
  • OK few more sips of coffee, a refill and then back to the quilting. Tomorrow’s big excitement: grocery shopping
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