This weekend was a good rest after a fun holiday season, and before the craziness of school. The sun finally came out.
I spent most of Saturday in the office. It was actually tidy and clean. Left over organization from the previous weekend with our friends. I always LOVE working in my office, but it's really nice when everything is dusted, vacuumed and in its place. I should have taken a photo, cuz it won't stay that way long.
I spent the morning with my "brother" monogramming a few little things for new little people. When that was finished I tried to get my act together on a "fusion- crochet afghan/quilt" for my newest niece, born in early December. I'm nearly finished, I have only a few squares left to crochet and then it all gets stitched together.
I'm already trying to figure out what to do next... I'm feeling like something hearty, warm and earthy. I'm thinking a mix of wool in wintery colors of grey and blue. I'm not sure what... of course I could finish up the waffle stitch afghan I started two weeks before Christmas. It was made known to me that I don't often make things for The Boy, which is partly true. I am partial to making things girly and bright.
My progress has been limited due to a smashed ligament in my left middle finger. Unfortunately, it has not hindered my ability to do good laundry. (Bummer.) I am still wearing a splint on it. Life with only nine fingers is actually a lot more challenging than I thought it would be. I guess the Good Lord knew what he was doing when He gave us ten dutiful digits.
It isn't quite as colorful and swollen as it was three weeks ago, but it's still painful, and not very crochet friendly. Lucky for me, crochet isn't my only gig.
The one thing I didn't get to do this weekend was watch the premier of Downton Abbey. However, I love my PBS app, because now I can watch TV in the middle of the afternoon while folding laundry and sipping real British tea. Ah! the life of a an American housewife.