It's
Quilt Market season at the studio. We're in a bi-annual bustle to prep
for the show. Today, I met with another local stitcher who will be
helping out with samples. I'm skirting around that misleading 'sewer'
word. I think we just need to come up with a new spelling. Same word,
new spelling: sewwer, sewur, sew-er, sew-erer, sewurr, seweur
(french-ish)...
What a fun afternoon. Fun I have no business having. Fun I have no business without.
I was up with the baby till 4am last night, nursing him through a 105º fever. I finally climbed into the tub and poured water over his back while he slept against my shoulder. It was so sweet. But, man am I tired!
It's 7pm now on Friday night and it feels like my day is just getting going. I don't think date night is gonna happen unless Isaac wants to help refine pattern covers, book flights, schedule meetings, or sew.
** I let the baby pick a photo and title this post for me. **
