I'm So Busted!!!

First before I get to the busted part thanks to everyone who wrote about loosing things in weird places. After my traumatic day of throwing my keys in the trash, it was very reassuring to know that I am NORMAL :-)!! You guys are the best.

Now the busted part. Ms. Doe called me yesterday and reminded me about how I was suppose to be finishing what I have -- hmmmmm, did I really say that???? I did - busted!!! I hate when my conscience calls me on the phone :-(!

Tonight I have a sewing night with my Monday night group, so I'm dragging along some of those projects I need to FINISH!! I won't get them all done I know, but just having them pulled out in a basket together will really help. So here is what I plan to tackle. Here's a Halloween hanging from last year that just needed the binding. Not very big ---- so no problemo, I'll get this baby done tonight :-)! Next we have...and you are probably saying what in the heck is that mess? A pile of quilt squares from the Picket Fence line from Moda. Just needs to be put together---well and maybe a few more blocks pieced-- but again, no problem!

Now here's the problem, well not really it was me I'll admit. This is a Lucky Star quilt for the show in January, and I had worked on it a week ago and started putting the rows together when I realized it was wrong -- simple quilt, stupid quilter!! So I've ripped it apart, laid it out again, and now I will put it back together again. My work is cut out for me.

Yesterday on my way home from my Mr. Potato shopping spree I was at a signal and there were two young men, each on a motorcycle, revving their engines, horsing around a bit. When the signal changed they zoomed around me and proceeded down the road. One of the guys went to make a right turn up a street -- he was leaning waaaay over, and then his rear tire hit a puddle of water. The bike came down on him and he slid for a short distance. I pulled over, and a woman coming the other way did the same. About that time his friend realized something was wrong and came back. By this time, we could see that he could move, his friend got the bike off him. He was really embarrassed, but we were so thankful to see he was OK. It was horrible to see it happen, because he went down so hard. He kept reassuring us he was fine, all the while us two moms hovering over and making sure he really was OK. He really just wanted us to leave him alone!! We told him how he needed to go to a doctor, not sure if that was going to happen, but we gave it the old mom try. Walking away I just reflected on how in an instant things can change, having a son about that age, and thinking about his mom and how lucky she was that her son was alright. When I went to drive away I heard a weird crunch. Got out and here is what I found .....the crunch was the lens, hey now that's kind of a cool new style. Just readers - I'm just glad that young man is OK!