WTF???!!!

I e-mailed pictures of my new car to my mom and step-dad. I took pictures of the interior, too. And my step-dad actually said: "I don't know what you're talking about. The interior of that car is not black leather."


And the thing is... I don't think he was joking. I think he actually wanted to convince me that the interior of my car isn't black leather! WHAT? Maybe it looks a little gray in the photo, but it's not any stretch of the imagination to tell that IT'S BLACK LEATHER IF I SAY SO. I own that stinking car, so I know what color the interior is! He lives 3000 miles away and has never even seen it!!!

I'm totally hiding this post in some earlier ones so my mom won't see it (I don't think). Sorry, mom, if you read this and I know that's totally stupid to feel so disgusted, but it just rubs me the wrong way!

ANOTHER Seizure!

Yesterday, the doorbell rang. Of course, the dogs all rushed the door. Before I could get to it, I heard some flopping and skidding on the hardwood. I immediatley knew it was a seizure so I rushed into the kitchen (rather then the door). Imagine my total surprise to find STUART in mid seizure! I scooped him up and got him to the couch (screw the doorbell!) and held him while he convulsed. It didn't last long, but it was a hard one. He threw his head back and his eyeballs looked like they were going to pop out of his head. It was horrible.

I hope he doesn't start having them regularly. His last one was January 14.

I never did find out who was at the door.

Wonky Log Cabin Block

Yesterday morning, I started working on the wonky log cabin block that krommama wants for her SewConnected month. I finished it, but I'm not sure I'm all that thrilled with it. The house part looks rather junky to me, but it's finished, and I'm not re-doing it.

Rattlesnake!

Oh my goodness! Get a load of this. Sunday, I let the dogs outside and then decided to join them with my book. I slipped on my flip-flops, grabbed my book, stepped outside and a rattlesnake started slithering across the yard in front of me. Mylo had run straight out in the yard and was in mid-pee-stream when I saw it, but Annie and Stuart hadn't seen it, and had hopped right over it to get to the lounge chair on the patio. I completely panicked. I was standing right by the sliding glass door, and I should have banged on it to alert Brian, but all I could think of was getting in between the snake and the dogs because I was afraid they would see it and try to go sniff it.

So, I'm standing outside screaming BRIAN! BRIAN! at the top of my lungs, and he was camped out asleep on the couch and didn't hear me. Three of my nightmares were coming true right before my eyes: snakes (ugh!); screaming for help and nobody coming; and needing to protect the dogs and not being able to.

I finally realized screaming for help wasn't getting me anywhere so I had to leave the dogs on the lounge chair next to the snake, run around the patio and bang on window to wake Brian up. One of the neighbors happened to be outside and said yelled over the wall "what is it?" and I started screaming "RATTLESNAKE!" I don't know how he got in the gate so fast, but before Brian got outside, Glen was in the yard with a shovel. Then Brian came barreling out the house and almost stepped right on the stupid thing.

All I could think of was "I've got to get the dogs through the garage door" but it was locked. I was still afraid to leave them near the snake, but now that Glenn and Brian were dealing with it, I couldn't force myself to get any closer to rescue the dogs.

Instead, I stood all the way across the yard and hyperventilated for all of the neighbors who had peeked their heads over the brick walls to see. How embarassing.

Next time this happens, I'll be prepared. I hope I'll have enough sense to grab the dogs and rush them inside, then run around the side of the house and grab a shovel. I didn't realize Brian kept them outside next to the trash can.

Mom asked me if I would have been brave enough to kill it if I'd been by myself. You bet your sweet tootie I could have.

June SewConnected Block

June is krommomma's month for a quilt block. She wants us to use our fabric scraps to make her a block. This sounds really petty, but I don't think that is fair. I spent alot of money and time buying fabric, cutting it up, addressing the envelopes, driving to the PO and paying to ship out the fabric.

She wants a wonky log cabin house. We're only supposed to use scrap fabric, and not cut into our stash. I don't have much scrap fabric because I cut up what I had into 1.5" squares for TwiztidBlood. I'll have to dig into my stash to make her block for her.

I'm glad she posted a tutorial on how to make the block because I don't have a clue how.

Art Quilt Teaser and Z ATC update

Now that the tube project is finished, I can work on RyverChyld's art quilt and my Z ATC. I have to get the ATCs in the mail by Monday. This is the first time I haven't sent early on the ATC swap. I have my Y finished, but I'm not happy with my Z.

The art quilt is coming along slowly. The background is completely finished (and it looks really good), and I started on the appliqué pieces. I'm mostly worried about how to quilt it--like should I quilt it first and then sew on the appliqué pieces? Or should I sew on the appliqué first and then quilt around it? I want the back to look nice so I don't know which will look best. I also want to sew on some doo-dads, and I don't know when I should sew those on--before or after the quilting. I really don't want any knots to show on the back, but I don't know what it's going to look like on the back if I quilt around them. I'll just have to ponder this a little more. I'll figure it out.

Another Truman Seizure

Poor Truman. I took the dogs out yesterday afternoon, but he didn't want to go so I left him inside. 15 minutes later when we came back in, I found him staggering all around with his eyes twitching like mad. I picked him up and cuddled him for about 10 minutes while he recovered. Poor little guy I hate this for him.

Tube Project is FINISHED!

Yay! I got my big tube project finished yesterday. I hope the lab appreciates how much time it took me to finish (3 weeks--which doesn't sound like much, but it was a BIG project for me). They were quite picky in their demands for making "kits" out of them, bagging them in sets AND keeping them in numerical order in the boxes. What a pain. The tubes look great, though, so I won't be surprised if they send me to work on. I just hope that's not anytime soon because I have other things to work on.

Another Truman Update

We've had Truman for 3 weeks, and he's had 3 seizures during that time. Poor dog. I feel so sorry for him.

I got an e-mail yesterday from the Rescue Rep. July is 1/2-price month for senior and special needs dogs. I don't know how I feel about that. I know they're doing everything they can to encourage people to adopt these dogs, but Truman IS NOT a half-price dog!!! And, I wonder because he's both old AND special needs if they'll make him a quarter-price dog? That makes me sad and possessive. Do I really want to turn him over to someone who's only willing to pay half price??? That just doesn't seem right to me.