The Dog-gone Days of Summer

I find myself doing much and yet blogging little.

This yeller feller is partially to blame.
How could I have internalized how much having a puppy would throw my life into utter chaos?
All major projects are slowed to a crawl. My life is divided into the short segments between naps, walks, training sessions, and clean up. I really want to be a good dog person with a really good dog, but I find the lack of sleep and concentration are really wearing me down, more than I am comfortable with, and my family has left the care and training so largely up to me that I am resentful. ( Of them, and their ability to blow it off... not the cute poocher.) It is so much like having a sharp toothed toddler, that it takes my breath away.

And yes there are great things about this new addition. He is silly, very eager to please (when the mood strikes) , he snuggles like a champ, the deer in the garden are not the problem they were, I have an anytime I want walk partner, who only need a few more months of leash training... and puppy breath is pretty sweet.

In truth, it feels like my life is no longer my own.

But, I have still been able to get my kid to animation classes far from home for 3 weeks,
put up 26 jars of Olallieberry Jam, pick and freeze 3 quarts of wild blackberries, make and freeze pies.

And I was able to make and un-make 14 potholders. (Yes.. I had to disassemble my potholders because Poly Batting is Not Good For Potholders. In fact, it almost conducts the heat. And I had hand quilted 7 of them.... ARRRGH!
But at least I found out now and saved my loved ones from scalded digits.)

And I found time to break my fancy camera's lens.

And yesterday I finally prioritized some selfish sewing and tried to make a shirt from this Adorable Japanese Craft Book... and it is AWFUL. which is perfect since I made no muslin and used instead my expensive linen. What a doofus. I think the pattern is fine.. I'm just not doing great with the lack of English instructions, limited brain power and my not tiny petite Japanese body.

I also totally yelled at my kid, multiple times. And am making him learn too cook, because I said to find himself something to make for dinner and he chose 3 pieces of toast... then asked for ice cream.

I need to regroup.

Time to breathe deep... and look at the pretty flowers:



Oh.. look! It's time to walk the dog again!

Dude, good thing you're so cute!

Wanted: New BFF... Must have Mad Skills and be Incredibly Good Looking

Hey Ya'll..

Been In Absentia a bit lately. Just feeling cruddy, you know? Little PMS, mixed with mild virus, mixed with the rain starting up again. Meanwhile, my favorite Kitty smashed one of my favorite things I ever made, my son bailed on trying to do well in school, his teacher called him a rat in front of the class... and my latest New Vintage dress is like an albatross around my neck.
Actually I blame it on the exercise. I have been walking an hour a day and exercise always makes me feel horrible. All sweaty and tired. eew. But I am vain so I will don my raincoat and do it again today.



It might be partially that I need to find a new BFF since Michelle is going to throw me over like yesterdays news for Heather Ross. If you want a new BFF yourself, I'm currently taking applications. If you are a celebrity, semi celebrity or craft star, you will be even more seriously considered.. especially if you are Matt from Etsy, Bre Pettis, Johnny Depp, or any form of non-hair-band rockstar, (Beck Hansen, this is your big opportunity, my man. Robot needle case? I Will Send You One). Also Inside a Black Apple and Heather Bailey might have a slight advantage as those people could definitely help me get a seat at the cool kids table... Maybe not BFF but I could may be see my way clear to BFFN ( best friends for now). Frankly, my life is not full of celebrities, like some people's, so if you act now you can easily get a real prime spot.

What can I offer you? I make a wicked Margarita... and you can play with my doll and my kitten. My craft cave is chock full of goodies to share and my glue gun is always hot. And if Johnny Depp actually calls, I will totally let you listen in on the extension... as long as he can't hear you giggling.

Oh.. and Michelle.. I am So Not Insecure. So, there.

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