Up And Down And All Over

Phoebe was back at the Vet on Tuesday. Seems she is more an old lady kittie than we knew. She now gets 1/4 tsp. Miralax twice daily with a bit of chicken broth on her food. The Cat Who Would Be Queen is bent. So today she got some broth sans Miralax.

Hmph. Didn't even have to stop to pick any up.

I have been working feverishly on the quilt top for Grandbebe Two, and have it mostly pieced. I plan on purchasing batting this weekend at the president's day sale at the local JoAnns. Which will mean a trip to Lowe's. Wonderful Guy says 'every trip to JoAnn's warrants a trip to LoweAnn's'. Silly fellow. I play along.

Anyway. Progress. I am looking forward to the quilting. Mostly because it will mean I won't be knitting the acreage of garter stitch which is the MLCB, which may never end. It's saving grace is how absolutely beautiful it is. I promise (yes, promise!) photos of both before the weekend is out.

Thanks, all, for hanging around and reading. There has been stuff cluttering up the horizon lately. Events happening all over to people I love and care about, employment issues dragging on my self-esteem and an uncertain future in a more uncertain economy, sick kitties, and a snowy backyard with 2 1/2 months more of winter.

It has been a good time to practice my gratitudes. And grateful I am for the lessons I am learning right now, whatever they are, for wherever they are taking me. That's where I want to go, because I know that when these lessons are learned, I will be ... better.

Yeah. Better.