Christmas always seems to have such a big build up....then it's over in the blink of an eye. The girls had a ton of fun and Grandma and Grandpa's. It's nice to get a reprieve, but I sure did miss them.
Ah, the cherry on top. Jeremy's check engine light in the pickup came on, then mine has come on as well. Jeremy took his pickup in this morning, it's just a sensor that can be fixed for a mere $250. We were hoping to be able to run his tires until next winter, until he noticed some of the steel is peeking through on one of them....so new tires this week. Now to find a place that can read the codes from a VW Bug....
And I don't know if it's a phase that will be outgrown or Mom and Dad are raising a brat, but Grace is becoming a handful more and more lately. Outbursts on sharing toys and heaven-forbid Anna touch her bike. Then she yells, throws whatever's in her hands and stomps off to her room. Sometimes there's loud sobbing, sometimes not. Oh, Lord, help me through this.
I'm nearly done with the top of the quilt I'm making for our bed. I plan on just tying the quilt together.
Grace requested a scarf and she picked out the yarn. This is the scarf that was produced. Here is the pattern. Of course, now she won't wear it...but she won't let me wear it either. I thought it would come in handy with this bitter cold weather....maybe in a couple of years....
And this little gem I made or a gal at work as a surprise Christmas present. I previously made this pattern, see this post. One of my other friends bought the fabric to make herself the same purse and the other gal fell in love with it. We decided she'd donate the fabric and I'd donate my sewing skills. I so love this batik! I even had enough left over to make one side of the organizer to match....Merry Christmas, Linda! And thanks Heidi for donated such "fugly" fabric.
Jeremy texted me today to say that he found Mama Goat dead in their goat house. We were told by the vet a year ago that she was pretty old. We had noticed recently that she looked...thinner, worn down. And with this bitter cold weather we're having, I think it finally took it's toll. Because there's no way we can dig a hole this time of year, Jeremy took her out and put her near a fence away from the house. Now Tiny Goat is a loner. Here's to you Mama Goat!