Our show came to an end, and I finally got to bring home my quilts. I had really missed them! I spent a lot of time taking off tags and temporary hanging sleeves so I could get them right back to where they belong. It felt so good! We're sleeping under our topsy turvy quilt again. Hooray!
This fox wanted to see the show but came a little late. Oh, too bad. Try again next year, foxie.
Only one of my two dollies was in the show, so they had a lot of catching up to do when they were reunited. They're happier now, too. (Yes, I am in my 50's. Quit laughing!)
OK, I knew I wouldn't get my new couch. Hubby just can't shop on an impulsive basis like I can. The sale came and went, and we're still in the discussion stage. Oh, well. I know we'll get one eventually.
Time for a new week, just a little thrown off by the time change, and looking ahead to a week with something to do every night! Arrrgggh! I am getting too old for a schedule like that.
Oh, by the way, I added bells to the bottom of this quilt. They symbolize doorbells for all the houses. I found a home for the quilt, too. It's in the landing area in our basement, right next to the little old school chair that is kid-sized. Seems perfect there. Can you spot the spider web in this picture? If so, please ignore it, like I am doing.... until I catch spidey creeping toward my quilt, then it's Lights Out.