For some reason my camera is telling me that there is no memory card. Hubby says it may be in backwards but I can't get the little "door" to open all the way. So as soon as that is resolved I'll post a picture.
I've been painting interior doors in the house. Whrew, there are a lot of them, especially when I'm also painting closet doors. We are doing a bit of "home improvement." The doors were originally brown and after priming, I'm painting them white. Quite an improvement! I've been working on them for 2 weeks and still have 3 doors left to paint, though I noticed that several of the doors will need another coat of paint. Hopefully I will get that finished today if I don't run out of paint!
My latest project is a Spiderman Afghan. A friend of mine is expecting a baby in March (I think) and one of her other children thinks that they should name the baby "Spiderman." So she is referring to the baby as "Spiderman" although they are not going to know the baby's gender until the birth. I thought this would be a fun gift for the baby. I'll try to post a picture later when the memory card is figured out.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Borrowed Hook
The same friend who borrowed my iron also borrowed one of my crochet hooks. She needed it to finish the edging on an outfit she was making for Baby A.
She brought over the outfit to show me (at the same time she returned my iron, see the post below titled "Don't Loan Your Iron to Anybody"), so I know she is done using it.
So I emailed her and asked her about my hook and she said she had left it in the cup holder in her car and to come by and pick it up next time I was out.
I had to go out to the P.O. the next day, and I stopped by to pick up my crochet hook. She said it was still in her car and to go out and get it. I told her that her car wasn't outside. Oh, she said, my husband must've taken it somewhere. No idea when he'd be back and I didn't want to sit and wait for his return, so I went home.
Yesterday my hubby had to go out and I asked him if he would go over and get my hook out of the cupholder of her car. He was apprehensive about doing it, but I assured him that it was perfectly okay. When he came home, he said there was no crochet hook in the cupholder. *sigh*
So I sent her an email to please let me know when she finds it.
Sure, it would be easier to just go buy another hook, but I live in a small town and there is no store where I could purchase one. Which is why she borrowed mine.
She brought over the outfit to show me (at the same time she returned my iron, see the post below titled "Don't Loan Your Iron to Anybody"), so I know she is done using it.
So I emailed her and asked her about my hook and she said she had left it in the cup holder in her car and to come by and pick it up next time I was out.
I had to go out to the P.O. the next day, and I stopped by to pick up my crochet hook. She said it was still in her car and to go out and get it. I told her that her car wasn't outside. Oh, she said, my husband must've taken it somewhere. No idea when he'd be back and I didn't want to sit and wait for his return, so I went home.
Yesterday my hubby had to go out and I asked him if he would go over and get my hook out of the cupholder of her car. He was apprehensive about doing it, but I assured him that it was perfectly okay. When he came home, he said there was no crochet hook in the cupholder. *sigh*
So I sent her an email to please let me know when she finds it.
Sure, it would be easier to just go buy another hook, but I live in a small town and there is no store where I could purchase one. Which is why she borrowed mine.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Crochetville Secret Pal Reveal
Thank you so much Texasredhead!
Don't Loan Your Iron to Anybody
My good friend "D" asked if she could borrow my iron. Normally, I hate to loan anything to anyone. I take very good care of my things. And, after all (I reasoned), she is making something for my future grand-daughter A. So I figured, why not?
She said she would return it the next day; she just needed to iron a yard of fabric. So she said. That was Thursday.
On Sunday night, I sent her an email to ask if she would please return my iron because I would need it on Monday.
She brought it back Monday. It looked like this when she brought it back. Even the handle was dirty. Yuck!



She didn't say anything, like "I'm sorry to bring it back this way." Nothing. Believe me, when I loaned it to her, it was pristine.
And no, I didn't say anything about it either. We're friends. And she made something for my future grand-daughter A. But I will tell you I was shocked she brought it back looking like that.
Here's what it looks like now, after I cleaned it up. It took me a good half-hour to clean it up, including the holes (with Q-Tips) with a good iron cleaner.

Nobody will borrow anything from me ever again. Don't even ask. And no, "D" doesn't know I have a blog.
She said she would return it the next day; she just needed to iron a yard of fabric. So she said. That was Thursday.
On Sunday night, I sent her an email to ask if she would please return my iron because I would need it on Monday.
She brought it back Monday. It looked like this when she brought it back. Even the handle was dirty. Yuck!
And no, I didn't say anything about it either. We're friends. And she made something for my future grand-daughter A. But I will tell you I was shocked she brought it back looking like that.
Here's what it looks like now, after I cleaned it up. It took me a good half-hour to clean it up, including the holes (with Q-Tips) with a good iron cleaner.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Baby Bunting
Christmas Dress Details
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