I mean, really; does it get more adorable? I think not.
Anyway, adorableness aside, I've been feeling rather slumpish lately. Not wholly slumpified, but just enough so that I feel that it's a problem. To get myself out of it I've been spending more time in my studio (Tony makes fun of me whenever i call it a studio, but I just can't bring myself to say "craft room". I feel it gives the wrong impression. Yes I'm picky about weird things.) I've been working on necklaces, a rug, a quilt, and an embroidery project. Yes, I'm one of those annoying people who have billions of things going at once, so I can tinker on one project until I get bored and then move on to another, and then go back, and so on. I just work that way.
So I decided to snap a few quick photos of my "studio" to share. No, I did not bother straightening anything up; I wanted you to see it exactly how I see it every day. It's extremely messy (this annoys Husband to no end.)
Here's The Table:
Massive, and completely covered. I can count at least 5 separate projects included.
Here's The Easel:
Complete with ironing board and dresses-in-progress. Also painting-in-progress. Remember how it's annoying? Yeah.
Here's a few shots of my pretty piles of squares, all ready to be sewn into a patchwork quilt:
All the fabric is from thrifted sheets, and trust me, it's looking so pretty as it's coming together.
(Proof that it is, in fact, coming together.)
I love my sewing machine, by the way. I should give her a photoshoot because I love her so much. Her name is Hot Donna, she's a 1970's Kenmore and I got her from my mom. We're like this.
Tonight however did not involve any crafting. After work Tony and I talked with a lady about credit and home loans (so intimidating and un-fun, and such a "big kid" thing to do. I'm still adjusting to the fact that this is my life.) Then I made a journey all around our immediate neighborhood, knocking on doors and politely inquiring of our neighbors if they've heard our dog barking annoyingly during the day. We found a note on our door from Animal Services because someone complained that our dog was a barking nuisance. I feel better since every neighbor I talked to said they haven't heard any barking, except for a few occasions when she barks a bit when someone walks by and doesn't say hi to her. Which is normal for a dog to do, I would think? Certainly that couldn't be described as being a "nuisance", could it?
Anyway, it was all very fun. So fun, in fact, that we decided to forego our previous dinner plans and just have mac-and-cheese and call it good. To cheer up a bit I decided to take a hint from Natalie and fry up some homemade cinnamon-and-sugar tortilla chips.
Yes, they were delicious.