I finally finished Emma's summer bear, the pattern that she saw in a magazine and begged me to make for her. Okay, maybe not begged because I immediately said yes. It was more like, "Oh Giffy! I REALLY LOVE this bear! Would you make it for me please oh please oh please?" I couldn't resist. She then hugged me and said, "You rock, sistah!" That alone was worth the time and effort. Anyway, someone asked me to repost the in-progress photos, so here they are:
It's now framed and hanging in Emma's room. I'm thrilled that she loves the finished piece as much as she thought she would. Now I am back to work on Monet's irises. I might actually finish it someday.
Yesterday my mom called and is dumbfounded that I am (and I quote) "a college graduate, a teacher, and an author yet still so dumb" because I have not yet gone to the doctor. Yup, my mama told me! I then heard basically the same thing from Rick and Brennan. Of course, I can totally blow off what my mama says (because everyone knows that's what teenage girls do, and really, have I grown up at all since then?) but I can't blow off what Rick says (because every teenage girl hangs on every single word her boyfriend says and thinks he's wise beyond his years~again, not much has changed in 31 years, ha ha). And I definitely can't blow off what my kids say because it really bothers me if they worry about me. I guess the moral of the story is if you think I'm being dumb and stubborn (which I often am) then rat me out to one of my kids and I may just listen. LOL Besides, I'm worse today, so I am going to call my doctor. Really, I am. Probably. Maybe. We'll see. (Just said that to bug you, Mom! )