I’ve been so tired these last few days (dreaming about spiders and other stuff) that I’ve been ignoring the puppy dog blanket. Actually, that is only partially true. I have been tired, but, and this is a big one, my machine has been…shall we say “finicky” lately. (I’m trying to be polite and nice, a change in tactics that may prompt better service from the machine.) I am at the point of sewing the pieces for the puppy’s paws, and there are two lines sewn to indicated the “toes” of the puppy, and I thought “how cute would that be to sew those lines as hearts?”. And I did. But only on the first one, because by the time I got to the second one problems started to abound. What I think is happening this time is that the needle is hitting the presser foot and is causing the needle to do strange things. So I gave up and put the machine back in time out. I’m beginning to think that my machine and I will never grow out of the toddler stage in our relationship. Oh how I wish it would just grow up and let me sew what I want. Why does it have to pitch a hissy-fit each and every time I go to sew? Why?
In other news, I am progressing on my super-secret-Kate project. I’m about 1/2 way finished. She will be so proud of me…I can just feel it. (I do have one confession here, Kate. What I am knitting is not for you, it is for me. I just want you to be surprized when you see it.)(Sorry I had to break it to you this way.)(Really.)