It's so beautiful here today. It was 65 at 9:00 this morning and it's now 75. Love this weather!
I've been working like a mad woman in the Cottage. I thought I had a couple of more weeks before my new Horn cutting table was to be delivered. They called me Friday night to tell me it was in and would be delivered Saturday afternoon. Yikes! I had done a lot in the Cottage but I still had boxes to unpack so that would fit in there. I'm now about 75% done but there are still a lot of boxes sitting around. Most of those have to go upstairs and I'll need to hire some muscle to do that. But I did empty 30 more boxes.
I went ahead and got two cabinets to slide under each end of it as well as a big cutting mat to cover the top. The tables aren't under there all the way so the top looks wonky. Once the boxes behind it are moved out, then I can put it in its forever home and lock the wheels. I already love it and I haven't cut a single thing on it yet. The height is perfect, and my cutters and rulers will fit nicely in the drawers.
I ordered this from the Quilting Niche in Houma, LA. I looked for a Horn dealership nearby, called them, and was able to place the order over the phone. The owners, Debbie and Patrick, brought it to me yesterday and set it up. It turns out they are also a Bernina dealer. I showed Patrick the box that looked crushed that my 750 was packed in. He took it out and, sure enough, there was a problem with it. So they took it back to the shop and I'll go pick it up in a couple of weeks. I can't wait to visit their quilt shop. It's an hour away but that's close enough considering how perfectly lovely they were. And the plus is that they also can service my Berninas. Win/win!
All of the blocks are made for Lucy but I had to stop sewing on it to work on the Cottage project. I'll don't know how much I'll get to sew this week because my brother is having surgery, and I also have physical therapy two days, blood work and an abdominal ultrasound. So that's four days busted. I'm going to try really hard to sew even for a few minutes each day.
The best thing is I finally found all of my photo albums. I enjoyed looking through them this morning. There was a tearful moment when I found lots of pictures of Katie, my first doxie.
This was from November 1980 when she was three months old and I was about four months old. (rolls eyes) She was the best dog, extremely active, ran-not-walked, made me laugh every single day for 17 years, and she'll always have a piece of my heart.
I've been taking lots of pictures of flowering things in the yard and beds, but I won't bore everyone here. It's been so much fun watching things bloom that I thought were dead, bulbs popping up everywhere. Now that I pretty much know what's here, I can add to it more easily. I love my yard!