LaVieEnRosie

By the way...

It occurred to me that I forgot to tell you about Pat Sloan and Rulers.  But when I started thinking about that, all sorts of funny things popped into my head... at least they are/were funny to me.  It's also still a bit early, mostly because I stayed up way past midnight, or it could be that I haven't had enough Diet Dr. Pepper yet or maybe I need some hot sauce on my toast.

It's one of those.  But I still thought it was kind of funny.

Pat and Rulers. 

Pat has a new ruler ~ does that mean she's not in charge?  Pat IS a Ruler ~ she is omnipresent and she can do everything!  Pat Rules! 

Pat who?

Pat Sloan!  Duh! 

To announce ~ show off ~ her terrific new rulers, Pat is hosting a blog hop and she's giving away diamonds! 

Oh sorry.  That's what she sent me for participating in the blog hop. 

Huh?  PamKittyMorning didn't get one?  Mrs. Schmenkman didn't get one either?  What about Monica ~ aka The Happy Zombie?

Me either.  But Pat, there is still time...

Or you could send me more of these.

 
The Edge. 

Wait.  Isn't he some kind of rock star?  So is Pat... hmmm.  Pat, do you know Bono? 

(Due to time constraints I will spare you all the U2 song titles I was going to use to reference Pat, her rulers and all sorts of various quilt-related things... some other time, perhaps... no, really, I'll spare you.)

Back to the rulers, I'll tell you more about these tomorrow ~ Friday ~ but in the meantime, there are a few things you need to know right gosh-darn-it NOW!

What.

 

Who's Playing.

September 27th:

Diamond Pat Herself

Kelly ~ I Have A Notion

September 28th:

Amy ~ Amy's Creative Side

Jackie ~ Canton Village Quiltworks

September 29th:

Jaybird Julie

Amanda ~ Crazy Mom Quilts

September 30th:

Monica ~ The Happy Zombie

Amy ~ Mrs. Schmenkman

Pam ~ PamKittyMorning

October 1st:

Polly and Laurie ~ Minick & Simpson

Cheryl ~ the Naptime Quilter

Better Late Than Never Moi

October 2nd:

Michele ~ the Quilting Gallery

And finally... The Ruler of All This... and That

Why Should YOU Play Along?

 
You could win ALL of these.  Every possible ruler you could ever need, want or covet, right here in one teeny, tiny little Grand Prize. 

How do you win?  Leave a comment on each of the blogs on their "special day" and you're entered to win. 

That's fourteen  comments in six days ~ though you don't have to have commented on that day to win.  You can still go back and catch Pat, Kelly, Amy, Jackie, Julie, Amanda, Monica, Amy and Miss Kitty.

I know.  I'm a little late to this party.  I was partying in Illinois.

Yes, you'll need to be back here tomorrow, but not on this post, that wouldn't count. 

I'm off.  I have to go bake some cookies for tomorrow. 

Texture...

When I first saw this on Gudrun's list, a thousand things jumped to mind and not all of them had to do with the look or feel of "texture".  I thought of leaves rustling due to a light breeze or the sound of leaves crunching underfoot.  I thought of the softness of a sweater, the warmth of wool socks, the look and ruggedness of a stacked cord of wood. 

 

It is the texture of a crusty loaf of fresh-baked bread that will be served with a soup dinner.  It could be the smooth texture of roasted squash served with a little bit of butter.  

The "textures" of Fall also made me think of soft sweaters, fuzzy socks, washed and worn quilts and wool blankets ~ all of which I need now that the temperatures will be dipping below 65 degrees. 

Or even the texture of the cookie dough for the cookies I will be baking Thursday afternoon ~ recipe coming on Friday, or the quilts and projects I'm working on.  (Something coming about that on Friday too.)

I even think of books at this time of year.  Even though all the television shows are new and there aren't any reruns, there's just something about September and October that makes me think about books and reading.  And no, it doesn't have anything to do with school, I wasn't "that" kind of student.  I read what I wanted to read, not what I was supposed to be reading.  It must also be said that I love the feel of a real book, and while I totally get the appeal of e-books, I still like the feel of turning pages. 

Speaking of texture and food, I had the weirdest, coolest appetizer at the airport on Tuesday.  At the Harry Caray Grill at Midway Airport, they served a potato chip dish that I think I could have eaten for breakfast, lunch and dinner.  The dish is served warm and it has three ingredients:  potato chips -- I think they are Harry Caray chips... kind of a kettle chip with the skin still on the potato slice -- sprinkled with blue cheese and drizzled with hot sauce.  Oh my gosh.  How hard could these be to make?  I have all three of the ingredients and a microwave.  What more do I need? 

I'll be back tomorrow with cookies and a quilt. 

Until then, make sure you go see what wonderful project Kari has created.  And don't forget to leave a comment for her post today.  

 
And then go see what Pat, Linda, Heather, Terri, Terry, Roseanne, Sandy and Gudrun are up to. 

Leave a comment on all ten blogs on the day of that person's project and you're eligible to win a very cool prize.   

See you tomorrow! 

Taste... finally!

It gets around to the eating!

I'm sure Roseanne has something fabulous cooked up ~ food-wise and project-wise. 

Fall food... seasonal food.  It's a good news, bad news kind of thing for those of us living in Arizona... the not-in-the-mountains parts of Arizona.  It's hard to get really excited about a nice roast when you're the one actually roasting.  Even though the magazines are full of fabulous looking and sounding "Fall" recipes, we're still thinking salads and take-out, or take-out salads.  Our favorite casseroles, soups and stews will wait at least one more month.

Yesterday I mentioned that today would be a "two-fer" because I would combine a scent with a taste.  When I was growing up, there was always one very familiar and very welcome scent in my home at this time of year.  It wasn't Autumnal in the sense that it had anything to do with nature or the changing seasons.  This was more of a calendar-event. 

My brother's birthday was this past Sunday.  My birthday is in a few days.  My father's birthday was in early November.  In my home, Fall meant birthdays.  And birthdays meant birthday cake.  For the Nelsons, that meant Carrot Cake.

Disclaimer here ~ these are not my carrot cake pictures.  I didn't have time to bake one when I got home late last night from Illinois!  But I will bake one by this weekend. 

  
 I was nine the first time I had Carrot Cake.  Mrs. McCoy made it.  She was my friend Micki's Mom.  Carrot Cake was Micki's favorite kind of cake and when Mrs. McCoy brought out the cake at Micki's birthday party, a couple of us turned up our noses and said something like "... ewwww, carrot cake!  Who wants a cake made with carrots?" in the way that only nine-year-old girls can speak. 

For those of you that watch NCIS, I think Gibbs learned to thwack people on the back of the head from Mrs. McCoy.  I know that thwack.  I've been the recipient of that kind of thwack.  In fact, one preceded my first taste of carrot cake.

About a year later, carrot cake became the "Official Nelson Family Birthday Cake". 

Miss Rosie's Carrot Cake 

 
If you read the introduction to the recipe, no, Mrs. McCoy wasn't the person who wouldn't share her recipe.  That was someone else, and while Mrs. McCoy's recipe was very good, my Mom preferred the one I'm including here.  So did my Dad.  And my brother.  And me.

I'm sure Gudrun, Heather, Terry, Kari, Terri, Linda, Pat, Sandy have cooked up some tantalizing treats to taste ~ just make sure you have enough to share!

I'm off to run a few errands... including the grocery store.  I just checked and I need more carrots, as well as some cream cheese, coconut and crushed pineapple. 

Be back tomorrow. 

One quick thing... one of my very favorite people, Monique Dillard -- Miss Open Gate Quilts and the Fit to be Geese Ruler Queen -- is finally blogging again.  You can go say Hi, see her beautiful new quilts, check out her gorgeous Olde World Style fabric by Maywood and see the soon-to-be new member of her family. 

Two for two

As in, if I've never lived anywhere with a real Autumn season, what sort of scent would I associate with September and October?  With Fall?

 
Barbecue?  That doesn't seem to evoke the same kind of romance or sentiment Gudrun is looking for.  

Baked apples, orange, vanilla, cloves, cinnamon and nutmeg.  Now that would be Autumn.

Actually, now that I think about it, that is what Autumn smells like at Chez Rosie.  The best we can do is an Autumn candle from the Pickwick Candle Co.  I would suggest that it's a little pitiful but that wouldn't be true because I really do have these candles... they really do smell amazing... and it smells like I would imagine Autumn would smell.

The truth is that the "official" start of Fall means that I start pulling out the scented candles.  From now through the Christmas holidays, the house will smell like apple pie, fresh pine trees, cinnamon and vanilla.  Not necessarily in that order, and not necessarily in that combination.

I do have to be careful with scented candles though, especially when I have them on my sewing table.  Did I tell you about when I almost set a quilt on fire?  I was finishing up a quilt for an upcoming class and I was late.  Big surprise, right?  Only the borders were left and I was working on those in the wee hours one morning while listerning to some lovely music.  As I flipped the quilt top around to get a better ~ bigger ~ stretch of the quilt top to work on, the quilt landed right on top of a scented candle... a lit scented candle.  I just started at it a moment before grabbing it off the candle.  I'm still amazed that my quilt didn't catch fire, and even more amazed that I found the whole thing rather funny. 

Though I'm sure it wouldn't have been nearly as much fun the next morning. 

My other favorite "Fall" scent is one I've taken to Fall Market a few times...

 
Spicy Rosehips by Hillhouse Naturals  It's an amazing concoction of cinnamon, orange and spices.  This has been a favorite for years and years. 

Tomorrow I'll be back with a scentand  a taste... a two-fer.

Make sure you hop over to see what Sandy's made ~ Pieces From My Heart.

And then don't forget Roseane ~ Rosebud's Cottage.  Kari ~ New Leaf Stitches.  Heather ~ Anka's Treasures.  Terry ~ Terry Atkinson Designs.  Terri ~ Whimsicals.  Linda ~ Linda Lum DeBono Designs.  Pat ~ Pat Sloan Designs.

And Gudrun ~ GE Designs... Gudrun's World.

And me!  But you're already here.  Remember to leave a comment on Sandy's bloog today and come back tomorrow to see what I've got to eat.  Wish me luck!

 

Deprived

 
I've never lived anywhere that had a real true Fall season.

Fall-ish is as close as I've  come.  I did live in Virginia Beach one year and while I was able to see a little bit of "Fall" in parts of Virginia, it wasn't a good year for "fall color.  I've come close a few other times and I remain hopeful that one day I'll get to see the real thing.

I grew up mostly in Northern California, outside San Francisco in the Bay Area ~ Alamo, to be specific.  While the Fall weather isn't the same as it is in the Midwest or the Northeast, it is the most beautiful time of year to be in San Francisco.  I love October in The City.  I have no doubt whatsoever that's when Tony left his heart there. 

But don't feel too sorry for me, the weather in Illinois today is glorious.  And it's getting a little fall-ish.

 

 
These were taken at the church in St. Charles where the Prairie Star Guild met for class. 

It might not be enough to inspire George Eliot to write... Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.... but it was a really beautiful day.  

Now if I lived in Minnesota, I bet I would have a lot more experience with Fall.  I'm sure Gudrun has a lot more experience with it... though I wonder what Fall is/was like in Iceland.  Maybe she'll write about that...

Don't forget to leave a comment to be entered in the Fall-o-ween blog hop drawing for the Grand Prize... and other prizes.  And then see what kind of Fall color stories Sandy, Roseann, Kari, Terry, Heather, Terri, Linda and Pat have to share. 

 

Too bad we can't have Fall Market someplace like this. 
 

Moon Rocks

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away... okay, it wasn't that long ago and I first heard this line while living in California.  Which probably is another planet to some folks but that's something to talk about another day.

Where was I?

If you're old enough and you're a baseball fan, you might have heard of Bill "Spaceman" Lee, a left-handed pitcher who played for the Boston Red Sox and Montreal Expos in the 1970s.  He was kind of a quirky guy, known for not really censoring himself when it came to whatever topic presented to him.  At some point during his playing career, he gave an interview and was asked for his opinion about some "whatever" going on in the world at the time and his response was "... it's the moon rocks.  We've got to put them back."

 

Since then, whenever something in my world ~ or the world in general ~ is a little off-kilter or not quite going the way I think it should, I like to blame the situation on the moon rocks. 

So what's the point of this?

It's been that kind of week.

But before I tell you about it, let me get to the most important thing first -- I have two winners for Fresh Palette fat quarters, a collection of Schnibbles patterns and a Perfect Piecing Seam Guide!

The random generator kicked out two numbers between 1 and 434 and chose bookends!  If you were in the middle... next time.  And not to worry, there is going to be a next time.

#40 ~ Pat B from MN who posted on September 12th.

#423 ~ Julene who posted on September 18th.  

If you'll leave comments here, I'll e-mail you to get your mailing address.  The bad news?  I won't be able to mail it until the middle of next week.  The good news?  You just might get a little something extra in the box.

So about my week ~ or rather, Rosie's Sunday night.

 
She has a boo-boo. 

If she looks a little bit "doped up", that's because she is.  My poor little puppy.  It's rather pitiful around here, my Mom and I are both hovering over Rosie, offering her treats and trying to make her feel better. 

When I got home on Sunday afternoon, she was fine.  She went flying around the garage, then went flying through the house, offering up balls for me to throw, wagging her tail and banging the walls... basically doing what she always does.  But sometime on Sunday night, while outside for her last "constitutional", she jammed one of her nails and broke it.  She didn't break it off, she broke it or cracked it enough to start bleeding and cause her to limp.  The only thing I could do at the time was clean up her foot and make sure the bleeding had stopped.  I bandaged up her foot so that she wouldn't lick it, chew it, or injure it more, and then made plans to go to the vet's office first thing Monday morning.

At the vet's office, they clipped the fur around the nail, inspected the nail and then bandaged her up.  But since she was in some pain, they gave her some pain medication so they could do what they needed to do.  They gave me a prescription for more pain meds and some antibiotics.  I was supposed to give her more meds when I got home but when they weren't labeled as to which med was which, I accidentally gave her more pain meds when she got home.  The good news is that after calling the vet's office, they said she would probably just be really, really, really sleepy but should be okay.  Just watch her.  Which I did.  And I hovered.

Typical Rosie.  By mid-afternoon, she wanted treats.  She wanted to play a little bit.  And no, at no point was her appetite affected, diminished or interrupted.  She's hobbling just a bit but the bandage came off earlier tonight and I think my being gone will actually be good for her as it will mean that she rests more than she would if I were here.

I know.  It's a justification... done solely to relieve some of the guilt I'm feeling about leaving my sweetie. 

As for my trip to Michigan and Quilt 'n Friends...oh my goodness.  I tormented the ladies there.  This was one of those classes where everything went a little haywire.  I'm not kidding when I tell you that I really managed to confuse several of them.  A lot.  Or maybe it was a lot of them a little bit.   

Eventide is a quilt where you have to do all the cutting first and you wind up with more of some pieces than you need and less of others.  The extra big pieces are then re-cut to make up what you need.  And did I mention that you've got to make some design decisions as you go along? 

 
It was a long two days and I've gone over in my head a thousand times what I could have done differently.  While there are some things that I can learn from this, it always bothers me that my "learning experience" comes from someone else's frustration.   

But my trip wasn't all bad as the mailman was very good to me while I was away.

 
Don't you wish you were me?

The only thing cooler, prettier and more terrific than the book is the cover girl.  (I love that this picture was taken by her husband, Jarom?)

Seriously, the book is spectacular.  Everything about it is gorgeous ~ the quilts, the "look", the content, the presentation... it's just a beautiful book.  But then I think that kind of runs in the family...

 
I already had Bonnie's book ~ as soon as I saw it, I just couldn't resist.  It's wonderful.  Bonnie and Camille.  Double wonderful, don't you think?

(Don't even pretend that you haven't been lusting over Bliss.)

One last thing... I'm turning into a rabbit!

I'm hopping all over the place in the coming days ~

 
The Pat "Who Has a Clone and Never Sleeps But Still Gets More Done Than The Rest of Us" Sloan is hosting a blog hop to celebrate the release of her very cool new rulers. 

And at the same time...

 
Gudrun's at it again, organizing a week full of great projects with lots of familiar faces.

Did I mention that there will be prizes involved?  Lots and lots of really great prizes?

I'm off... SuperShuttle is picking me up in a few hours.

I think I've got the moon rocks packed.

I.T.L.A.P.

Ahoy, matey!  Schnibble me timbers!

Today -- September 19, 2010 -- is International Talk Like A Pirate day.

 
I know ye wenches are here to find out who's getting to keep the latest booty to be had...

Avast!  Ye'll have to wait just a wee bit longer...

If you're wondering if I made this up... not a chance you scurvy dog!

This is real.  It's official!  It's on Wikipedia. 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Talk_Like_a_Pirate_Day

And there's an official website.

http://www.talklikeapirate.com/piratehome.html

No, he doesn't have anything to do with International Talk Like A Pirate Day but come 'on... it's Captain Jack!  (More importantly, it's Johnny Depp.)

Even Dave Barry has weighed in ~ almost ten years ago.  Yep, me lovely wenches, this has been around since 1996.

http://www.miamiherald.com/2002/09/08/100129/arrrrr-talk-like-a-pirate-or-prepare.html

Thank you to Kathleen for making me aware of this very important day.

Kathleen... you had me at "Schnibble me timbers..."

 

Can it be?

It can't really be the middle of September... more than that, really.

No matter how I say it, I was in Kansas last month.  Almost four weeks ago.  I had promised to tell you about it, mostly so I could show you Debbie's beautiful shop and all the lovely ladies I got to visit with while I was there. 

This is Lillie's Classic Quilts.

 
Independence, Kansas.  The town is famous for being the home of Lillie's Classic Quilts.  Did you know that it was also the site of organized baseball's first night game?  That's right.  On April 28, 1930, the Independence Producers were beaten the the Muskogee Chiefs, 13-3.  I'm sure the Chiefs cheated... spit balls, corked bats, and stolen signs.  No, I wasn't there but it's still talked about.   

This is Debbie Viets. 

 
Did you know that Debbie was once in the Independence Neewollah Festival?  She was... but don't ask her about it. 

She's funny and gracious and charming and all-around amazing.  Well, all except for that applique thing.  Debbie loves applique... but I like her anyway.  (I'm kidding!  I like people who do applique.  I like applique too.)  One of the coolest things about Debbie is that she's long been the lone female in a sea of Viets testosterone.  One really nice husband, five handsome sons... even her dog, Leo, has a Y-chromosome. 

This is the view of the shop coming in the front door.  Every time I walk in the front door, I just want to sit down, get comfortable and relax.  Or grab a book and hop onto the bed and read a bit.  I wonder if that's why Debbie is always bringing me in through the back door.   

 

The shop is in an old building so it's a very long, narrow-ish space with high ceilings, wood floors and amazing windows that keep the shop full of light. 

I love the sky blue ceiling.  It has a pressed pattern in it but I don't know if it is actually tin -- I'll have to ask Debbie next time I'm there.  Whatever it is, it's one of my favorite things about the space the shop is in. 

 
These are the ladies brave enough to come spend two days trying to figure out what I'm babbling about. 

The shop is officially closed on Friday and Saturday for class -- it means that anything you need, there it is, right there at your fingertips.  Debbie makes a delectable Continental breakfast kind of spread in the morning ~ thirty-seven different quick breads and muffins, fresh fruit, coffee, tea, etc.  Lunch is also served.  On Friday, Debbie made and served two kinds of Lasagna, Tuscan Tomato Salad, all sorts of terrific breads and forty-two kinds of cookies for lunch.  Debbie's husband, Jon, and her son, Jacob, catered our lunch on Saturday -- grilled chicken and pork tenderloin, an incredible vegetable pasta salad, bread and more cookies.  And just in case anybody was still hungry, all sorts of snacks "appeared" mid-afternoon. 

You know... it just occurred to me.  I bet all these nice ladies who come to class are coming for the food!  I'm just the price they have to pay to get it.  Debbie tells them "I'll feed you if you humor Carrie". 

 
This is the front of the shop as seen from the classroom area. 

Several of the ladies brought finished quilts ~ and quilt tops ~ from prior classes.

Judy made a wonderful bright Kaffe Does the Three Barns quilt.  She's smiling because (1) she finished this one and (2) this year's quilt doesn't have nearly as many pieces.

 
This is Ann.  She was going to add more of the stars for an outer border to make Three Barns a little bigger but then didn't like the way they looked.  So the little show-off also made this.

How gorgeous is this?  And if you think the quilting looks amazing in this picture, it looks even more amazing in person.  The border fabric is something she "just had in her stash".  I think we need to go raid Ann's stash... who's with me?

By the way, the fabrics in last year's Three Barns kit were mostly Collection for a Cause Alliance with assorted shirtings and backgrounds thrown in.  And a little "Jo" for the greens. 

This is Donna and her Kansas Wind Farm quilt.  I was going to start singing about "... where the wind comes sweeping down the plain..." but I realized that was from Oklahoma.  Did you know that Independence is closer to Tulsa, Oklahoma than it is to Kansas City? 

 
This is Annette.  She always comes with Velva.  Velva Ray.  They're sisters-in-law... I think.  I just know that seeing them is always one of the highlights of my trip to Independence.

This is Bethel and her Three Barns.  Another repeat offender.  Another highlight.  I took a picture of Bethel's butt in class... more on that in a minute.

This is Cathy and her beautiful Three Fig Trees.  She's not really a reproduction kind of girl so she used an assortment of Joanna's Fig Tree fabrics and a beautiful Lakehouse polka dot fabric for her background.  Cathy is a sweetheart... for a Pfaff girl.  (She called me a Bernina snob so I get to tease her about being a Pfaff girl.)

This is Annette with a picture of her quilt.  That's Nadja sitting next to her.  Bernina girls.  I would like them even if they weren't.  They come up from Tulsa for the class.

There are actually five ladies who come up from Tulsa for the class ~ Annette, Nadja, Sue, LaLana and ???  I'm blanking!  What I do remember is that they had the most beautiful monogrammed tote bags and little zipper bags made out of the Luna Notte fabric.  LaLana wanted her name on her bag because she just knew that just an "L" would look a little too "Laverne-ish" and I gather that it originally did.  My favorite LaLana story from this year was the pictures she had of her daughter, Allison... pictures of three-year-old Allison, scissors and a "finished" Three Barns block. 

LaLana is considering adding a tool box with a lock to her sewing room. 

This is Stacey ~ the bravest, toughest quilter in Kansas!  Stacey had tendon surgery the week before class.  But she came anyway!  With a finished quilt.  And no, she didn't rupture the tendon making all those flying geese and half-triangle squares. 

This is my class.  Do you know why they look so happy?

I told them I would stop talking for a whole hour if they smiled and waved.

Do you see JoAnn in the front?  She had the niftiest little pinkeep on her sewing machine -- she made it using instructions from Martha Stewart.

 
I mentioned something about a butt picture... one of the best things about classes is that I always pick up some new trick.  Several of the ladies in class were using partially inflated plastic beach balls as seat cushions and back support.  The balls are inexpensive, pack easily in their sewing bags and best of all ~ they work!  You can adjust the air in the ball to make the ball as firm or as soft as you like based on the particular chair, and how much support or cushioning you want. 

Pretty clever.

While I'm on the subject of "butt shots"... how about a full body shot?  As in the body scan machines at the security checkpoints at the airport.  I can cross that off the list -- been there, done that.  If you're flying out of Tulsa, Oklahoma, be prepared for your "close-up"... or "see through".  So now I've done the body scan thing, the bomb sniffing thing, multiple times with the wand and pat-down search, and had some extra-special-but-still-totally-random (or so I've been told) searching of my bags.  I would tease that the only thing I have left to "experience" is the strip search but with four trips through security on my schedule... never mind.  That's an experience I can do without, thank you very much, Ms. TSA-official.

To top it all off, the weather in Independence was absolutely glorious the whole time I was there. 

So Debbie, Eve, Marilyn, Lisa, Becky, Jennifer, and everyone else that I know I'm forgetting from Lillie's, thank you for a wonderful time at the shop.  I'll see you next year.

(And Lisa, I would have put you first but I'm seeing Eve in Houston next month.  If I didn't put her first, I'd never hear the end of it.  But you know you're my favorite, right?)

One last thing... it isn't too late to leave a comment to win some fabric, a pattern or two and a really cool tool.  Leave a comment by midnight on Saturday here and here and you're in. 

No. I haven't tried this.

But I will admit to having thought about it. 

Or rather, wondering if it could be done.  And how totally cool it would be if it could be done.

The thought probably first crossed my mind when I was about nine or ten.  I grew up outside San Francisco and couldn't go through the Caldecott Tunnel without wondering about it.  Now I'm wondering if I might be related to the engineer in Germany who also thought about this and finally decided to see if it was possible.

The car is a Mercedes SLS AMG.

The "cool part" only lasts a couple of seconds and it is near the end.  But the build-up is half the fun.  And make sure you have the volume on your computer turned on ~ and that it's turned up.  And definitely expand it to a full-screen view.   

The sound of the car is amazing. 

And sexy... if you're into cars, of course.

This comes courtesy of my brother.  While he was here, he told me about it and made sure that I had the link for it.  He also made sure to tell me that my Jetta would not -- could not -- do this. 

Spoil sport. 

So how many Schnibbles do you think I would have to sell to get a car like this? 

The giveaway is still open to entries so if you haven't already done so, leave a comment here and on the Miss Rosie's post here before Midnight on Saturday. 

The Big Red X

Some of you are having a wee bit of difficulty leaving a comment on the Henry Glass blog.  If you have tried and it doesn't work, don't worry, you're still entered in the drawing. 

You tried.  That's all that matters to me.  And I really do appreciate your trying. 

To show you how much I appreciate it, there are going to be two prizes. 

But I bet you already guessed that as I'm kind of transparent that way. 

Since every post needs a picture... here's a sneak peak at part of Eventide.

 
To enter the giveaway, leave a comment on the To Do List post, not this one. 

P.S.  The fabric is Luna Notte by 3 Sisters for Moda.  It just might wind up being my favorite 3 Sisters collection ever.