Rabbit Style News

On a Saturday morning she will put her front paws on the edge of the bed, staring forlornly at you while you sleep unaware. Your boyfriend, who gets up earlier on weekends and has dog-walking duty those mornings, will move the soft fluffy red blanket next to you and place the dog on top, who will curl up happily and sleep pressed against your stomach until you wake up several hours later.

The next weekend the same thing will happen except the dog will stir but decide to keep sleeping when you roll out of bed, so you’ll move her to the dog basket to continue peacefully slumbering. It wouldn’t do for her to jump down from the high bed and break an old dog hip.

I have an overdue library book that I can’t seem to bring back to the library.  Blue Skies, No Fences: A Memoir of Childhood and Family by Lynn Cheney.  It was due almost two weeks ago, and I was aware of it at the time but couldn’t bring myself to renew it online, thinking that if I kept the same due date I would be more likely to return it.  Nope, it just keeps sitting there by the door in case I’m heading that way any time soon.  It’s so silly.  This weekend I’ll go for sure if I haven’t by that time.

A few days ago I said that I thought the Super Bowl would be a low-scoring game with a final tally of 13-10.  Today, with only 40 seconds left in the game, it was 14-10 and I was pretty amazed with myself.  Sure, that’s not exactly my prediction but it was pretty darn close.  Then a team scored with half a minute remaining and it ended 17-14, which means that I was just another regular person making up numbers.

I didn’t watch the game, just checking the score now and then.  I didn’t attend any football related events this week, either, even though the Big Game was here.

I spent the afternoon putzing around, doing some laundry and dishes and working on the latest quilt.  I have only two seams before the quilt top is pieced and I get to go to the fabric store to buy material for the border, batting, and backing.

My aunt & uncle recently gave me a calendar that I keep next to my desk featuring quilts from the 19th and early 20th centuries.  Those individuals worked by hand for years to make something so intricate and beautiful, passing it down through the generations.  This one will take maybe 20-25 hours altogether, and while it’s not family heirloom quality, I do think the recipients will enjoy it and find it useful.