Today, I will go on a sewing spree. It’s been at least a month since I sat down and had some quality time with the sewing machine, and today seems like as good a day as any to do it. I’m going to put some time in on the Dresden Plate quilt I bought fabric for a few weeks ago, and hopefully knock out a few purses as well.
In other news, life has returned to (mostly) normal after Max’s passing. The house felt kind of empty, and moose-dog Sammy was starting to get depressed and lonesome, so Husband and I did some research on dogs available at the local shelters to see about finding him a new friend. After finding one we liked at Animal Control (who had already been adopted when I called, hooray for her!) and visiting another who was sweet but might not do well with another dog in the house, we decided to stop by the Humane Society on a whim.
There were many nice dogs who needed good homes, and we were considering a young Shepherd mix who looked a lot like the dog I had growing up. But as we continued through the kennels, we found our match: a litter of Corgi mix puppies! Husband and I have been interested in the breed for a while, since they’d be a very good fit for our family, and while we’d been hoping to find an older (read: housebroken) dog, we decided that this was a good match. We picked out the last boy left in the litter, took him to a little park area outside to meet him, and instantly fell in love.
We named him Lloyd, which is a good Welsh name that is actually pronounceable (Corgis were first bred in Wales about 3,000 years ago). It’s a little bit dignified, and a little bit silly, and that seems to suit his personality just fine. He’s a total sweetheart, and is getting along very well with Sam; the two have been play-fighting all morning, and I think Sam is glad to have a new friend.
Now, I just have to figure out what to do with him while I sew! Max liked to nap on the futon in the sewing room while I worked, but I suspect that Lloyd has too much energy to make that work. He likes to nap by my feet while I’m at the computer, but I keep my fabric stash under my sewing table, and I would really prefer it if he didn’t pee on my fabric. Maybe I’ll just try to keep him in the living room, where Husband can have some “Special Time” with the new puppy
It’s been a rough few weeks for our family, and sewing has fallen by the wayside. Our dog Max, who has been dealing with valley fever that settled into one of his leg bones, had surgery to amputate the leg, and never managed to recover; he went to Doggy Heaven about a week and a half ago. I did some sewing before the surgery to make him 













“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.” -Albert Einstein
“Happy Birthday” spelled out in morse code dots and dashes in four colors.
I picked up a fat quarter bundle to play with, and I have a few other FQ’s set aside from my semi-abandoned table-runner-pattern project, so I’ve got enough to make several of these this week… assuming my sewing machine starts to behave. (Having some major problems with thread tension, and I’ve got a ticket in to Brother customer support to see if they have any ideas for me.)