Sunday Afternoon

(The photo is of Horsetooth Rock, which one can see from the street where I live. It was taken a couple years ago in May. It does not look this green now...but hope springs eternal!)

Time to wrap up another weekend. There are some things undone that I intended to do since getting off work on Friday, but rather than dwell on the negative, I will remain positive in my thinking.

I already shared about Friday evening's happenings. Laughing bebe! What I didn't mention is the added possibility of helping Youngest Daughter start sewing this week. Another of my mother's legacies I have the chance to pass on.

Saturday morning, I got all brave on myself, and emailed the blog link to my Wonderful Guy. Wonderful Guy's computer is across the big desk from mine in the office, where he works from home. When the email arrived, he was curious, and as he read, he was encouraging. All in all, very supportive, and after the fact, I am wondering why I thought he would be anything but. He is, after all, a Wonderful Guy! He said he might even start his own, but keep it all private- like. He is very computerish, and spent much of the rest of the morning tinkering, while I cleaned house. I even did some of his chores this week! Not all of them though.

I had a jade plant that had been doing a bit too much thriving, much to my delight. It had become top heavy, and having tipped over a couple times this past week, I determine it required transplanting. I accomplished that, and while watering the rest of my house plants, I discovered an african violet whose stem had begun to get mushy. I believe that is the correct botanical term. I removed it from the pot it shared with it's roommate, trimmed off the mushiness, and stuck it in fresh potting medium (my own secret recipe). I have little knowledge of african violets beyond sunlight, water, and occasional food. Mine grow as they will, and bloom when they want. I hope this treatment works for this guy. I would hate to see him croak (another technical term, I believe).

I then attended a bra party. Hmmm. I did not choose to make a purchase, even if they are Oprah's favorite.
I backed up my hard drive. (How pro-active of me.)

After dinner, while watching 'Antiques Roadshow' (love that show!), I practiced with my drop spindle. Surprise! I was sort of able to draft while spinning, and the yarn was actually...yarn-like! Thin, and consistently thin. I can't wait to practice more this evening, even if there won't be Antiques Roadshow on tonight.

Today was our meeting and fellowship, and time for a drive in the foothills. The sun is shining and it is a bit warmer than it has been. Nothing like a sunny Colorado day in January! While driving, I finished up (to the grafting) a four-corners dishcloth (Abigail - 1870 Pearl) for a late x-mas gift for a friend who I will have lunch with on Wednesday.

Not a bad weekend, upon review, and maybe, when tomorrow morning rolls around, I can roll out of bed, ready for the week.