And the saga of Baby Moo continues…..one day this week as I opened the door to the goat pen to go in and feed them, Baby Moo SHOT through into the middle part of the barn where Susannah and Emma live.  It was one of those moments when I instantly said, “OK, let’s try another living arrangement!”  Susannah has never been very tolerant of roommates but accepted Emma with no trouble at all.  It must be her approaching old age because she has had no problem with Baby Moo either.  That’s not to say they sleep curled up together but all 3 girls co-habit in peace.  The trouble with the other goats is Buckwheat and Alfalfa who run the other girls – Betsy, Rosie and Charlene.  I see the girls hiding under the tables and hesitating at the door because B and A butt them and the girls need to just stand their ground and say, “You’re not the boss of me!”  Rick says we should just get rid of Buckwheat and Alfalfa but I don’t think I can do that.  I’d have to put them down instead of finding them another home, I think.  Like I said, the saga continues.

         

One of the best “perks” of living at the quilt shop is being able to borrow any quilt for my home.  The very first Civil War quilt was called “Ohio Star Crossing” and I think it’s still my very favorite.  I would love to make it but then I thought, why don’t I just borrow the original and enjoy it for a while.  I would like to find a chair just for me to sit and read or nap or enjoy a cup of coffee in the porch area.  I still haven’t shopped for furniture and it’s nearly a year since we finished the remodeling.  It’s hard to find that perfect chair in the furniture showroom.  Sitting in it for 30 seconds just doesn’t tell you that much.

I walked into the bathroom one day last week after I’d been gone for about an hour and on the floor I found the remains of a sparrow that evidently the cats brought in through the dog door and “enjoyed”, leaving the head, the wings and feathers all over the floor.

Remember Bailey?  I got this photo today taken with some of her new family.  She is a happy girl and her new family loves her!  Where they go, so does she.

If you’re playing the UFO game, April’s number is 11.  Mine is a plaid bargello from Bonnie Hunter’s book.

I’ve been working on the Susannah book which is called “The House Goat”.  It’s really hard to find a publisher who isn’t just going to rip me off in order to see my dream book in print.  They require a lot of money to publish just a few books with no guarantee of future sales.  These companies are called Vanity Publishing companies.

Rick’s son, Eric, is getting married June 14 in International Falls, MN.  He and his fiancée, Nikki, and several other family members are coming this weekend and we are going to iron out all the final details of the rehearsal dinner and the whole wedding weekend.  It’s supposed to snow tomorrow night and Friday so I hope they don’t have trouble getting here.

Connie’s new kitchen is nearly complete and pictures will be coming.  I stopped for a quick look last week and took this shot of Leo, Connie’s orange cat.    She also has Leo’s sister, Hilary, a small calico.

One more weekend of March Madness!  I’ll be so sorry to see it end but soon I’ll be busy working outside in the evenings – too busy to watch TV.

I need to catch up posting finished projects – watch the blog.  I also posted all the details about camp and retreats on the blog.  The barn becomes a magical place to share with sewing friends – if you’d like to enjoy the country atmosphere and sew for hours on end, come to camp!

That’s all for this week.  Watch the blog for new posts.

Mary

Just for a laugh…

While on a road trip, an elderly couple stopped at a roadside restaurant for lunch.

After finishing their meal, they left the restaurant, and resumed their trip.

When leaving, the elderly woman unknowingly left her glasses on the table, and she didn’t miss them until they had been driving for about forty minutes.

By then, to add to the aggravation, they had to travel quite a distance before they could find a place to turn around, in order to return to the restaurant to retrieve her glasses.

All the way back, the elderly husband became the classic grouchy old man. He fussed and complained, and scolded his wife relentlessly during the entire return drive. The more he chided her, the more agitated he became. He just wouldn’t let up for a single minute.

To her relief, they finally arrived at the restaurant.

As the woman got out of the car, and hurried inside to retrieve her glasses the old Geezer yelled to her,

While you’re in there, you might as well get my hat and the credit card.