What happened to the rooster? BF used to live in his uncle's basement and a flock of guinea hens would come by at dawn every morning and peck at their reflections in the basement window. He hated them with a passion. Funny how he still thinks we should get guineas, though. I think guineas are just as dumb as turkeys but a whole lot louder. No, thanks. (Saying that I'll probably get guineas next year).
My first reversible "naughty-nice" apron made it to its recipient yesterday afternoon. It was a big hit. I've got a few more to make in the next few weeks. My quilt blocks are also coming along, I'm about 1/3 of the way through the blocks. Sewed a half a throw pillow with cording in class yesterday, too. Lots to do!
TGIF!