A day at home.

(Obie and his friend the chook)

RIP Obie.

I spent a fairly decent number of afternoons when I was growing up being pulled up and down the road by Obie. He was never unhappy to see you and wanted to express it by jumping on you and licking whenever possible. He died with sheep and people around him, seemingly in motion which seems a beautiful way to depart.

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Today I had a day off from work. I was going to put some photos of things I was doing up but can't find my camera cable. I am pretty sure I have seen it since we moved last year so I will just have to poke around the house until it turns up.

Instead of photos you get a description of the photos. (Imaginations on everyone?)

The photo here shows spinach
out of our garden
(okay planted by my brother
but I claim it as ours as I have been
watering it).

Originally I planned to make large pasta shells stuffed with cheese and spinach with tomato sauce but our supermarket suffered a fail and does not stock large pasta shells. So instead I made tomato, spinach and ricotta lasagne and it started out with a beautiful cheese crusted top. However, when I went to take the foil off the top it pulled the top layer of cheese and lasagne sheet off and then it landed on the floor. So tonight for dinner we will be having slightly ugly looking lasagne, hopefully, it will taste good.

The photo here would show
the awesome fabric I brought the other day.

I cut out the pattern pieces to make a dress. Then I grabbed the fabric which I had washed yesterday and discovered a lovely message left for me from a bird. It is probably the evil bird I saw in the backyard the other day eating butterflies. Luckily the fabric is the much cheaper of the two and so back into the wash it goes. I am not game to cut out the really awesome fabric on my own so I have packed away my sewing supplies for the day.

The photo here would show
some knitting on needles.

So this is my confession of the day I can't really knit all that well. This is not that bad really until you realise that HawthorneC is my Mum (if you look closely there is a photo on her blog of me (in my best worst clothes) and my puppy Darwin (the grown up form of the puppy in my ID picture)). At the moment I am trying to knit an ipod cover which should take about an hour, so I managed the stockinette stitch okay but the rib at the top is not happening. After pulling it out about four times I have decided to knit to the end of the cover and then go figure out what is wrong with my rib.

So I am off to find somewhere cooler in the house to knit and read.........actually looking at the kitchen that will be after I do some dishes.