Well, they have been reborn as icicles. Totally unimpressed with my efforts at whirling snowflakes I was wondering what to do when I remembered Joes flames.
As I was sewing merrily away, altogether much happier, I thought perhaps I should be using an icy cold blue thread, but never mind, I have icicles. Today I plan to make a pieced binding from the left over Navy blues and get that on. Then this evening I get to do a coziness test on the pop bottles as I close it up.
This is the first of my four days off work, because I did chores yesterday and Thursday, I don't have lots left to do. Today is the ever present laundry, scoot to the post office and grab the groceries, and a quick paddle on the rowing machine. Once that is done my time is my own.
I'm sure Joe will want to bake a cake or some cookies or something, so I'll keep an ear on him while I play at the sewing table.
OK, so I'm off to read some blogs while I wait for the washing machine.
1) Days off.
2) Nobody else is up yet.
3) 168 days.