Wow! Wednesday already! It's all downhill from here - tomorrow's payday and Friday is jeans day at work (or scruffy day as Michael calls it).
Michael and I didn't get much sleep last night - no, not THAT (get your mind outta the gutter!) It was so windy last night, the windows were rattling. We've been in our house for 3 and 1/2 years now and last night was the first night I could hear the wind from our bedroom. With so many big trees around our property, a windy evening can be frightening. The first spring in the house, we had an tree surgeon cut down eight trees and specifically spared a younger tree in the back yard. The very next day, it got quite windy and rainy and the pardoned tree fell on its own - smack into the wooden fence and into the neighbors' yard.
That former co-worker that I mentioned in yesterday's blog contacted me again. This time, the e-mail wasn't so cordial. She stated that if I ignored the subpoena, it's jail time for me! Ouch! Our corporate attorney got in touch with me and asked me to inform this "friend" that all further communications should go to the company's lawyer. My boss is being quite supportive too. It's odd, but only two of us here have received these e-mails. The former associate's boss and the co-workers in her department have not been contacted by anybody. Let's hope this is the end of it. Michael is of the mind that this is a scare tactic - meant to get some sort of compensation out of the company. Well, she might as well kick herself now. I'm small beans in this company.
OK - quilting. That's what this blog is SUPPOSED to be about, right? I sewed four rows of the Stash Pot pie quilt last night. Aching to see what it'll look like, I sewed two panels together and am amazed how nice it looks - pattern-wise. Hoping to get all eight panels sewn together tonight and then it will be ready for class, the second Saturday in February. During Biggest Loser, I ironed all the little patches that are going into Lizzy's quilt. I'm trying to find ways I can enhance my quilting time by doing ironing, basting, etc in the family room whilst we all watch television at night. My sewing room is at the other end of the house and I sort of miss out on family time if I sew too long at night.
Once I get Lizzy's quilt pieced, I really need to start quilting some of these projects. I have top after top done, but stop at the quilting bit. I shouldn't have any trepidation about it since I have the Juki and the Grace frame. It's probably that I enjoy piecing so much.
Michael's been told by his therapist that he needs to go on a diet! GASP! He said it's the first time anybody has told him that he has to lose his paunch. I reminded him that I've been after him for YEARS about it. He corrected himself and said it was the first time a medical professional had told him that. I don't think that's accurate either. Perhaps it's the first time he's LISTENED. Now, he claims he's not going to go on an organized diet plan of any sort, that he's going to cut this out and cut that out. But, what did I find him doing at 8:30 last night - eating handfuls of dry-roasted peanuts. Why he doesn't want to try Weight Watchers with me is a mystery. He may not want anybody telling him how much and what he can eat. His therapist also gave him instructions to start working out at home.
The sun's out, but it's bitter cold again. One more day to January, folks. Spring's coming.
Hugs and love,