I amaze myself...

...but not in a good way.

I decided to make another Belle Bag.

Just because.

I dug it out, cut my fabric (left over place mat material) and then couldn't find my instructions.

But I'm positive that I had them when I started. It's not like I haven't made quite a few purses from this pattern and I don't necessarily need the instructions but I like having them anyway and besides; there are some different variations of this bag that I'd like to try some day.








I'm not kidding when I say that I spent over an hour looking for them. I even went through all of my Nicole patterns but no luck!











I'll be able to finish it anyway but I'm still irked with myself!!! Where the hell are my instructions!!!



So did everyone vote?

I had to get up early so that I could vote before work this morning and in all my life I've never seen such long lines. Baby Girl was in line ahead of me looking ever so stylish in her sweat pants, hoodie, and men's bedroom slippers! I can't blame her attire on the 'college life' as she dressed like this in high school too. But at least she's cute and at least she voted. Right?

I couldn't vote after work because I had to go straight to the inn tonight for my waitress shift. It was almost a total waste of my time though as I only had 2 couples show up. What a difference from last Tuesday when I got slammed, the kid on call wouldn't answer his phone, and I had a group of 9 walk out on me!! But, what possesses 9 people to show up at a fine dining restaurant without reservations?

This isn't MacDonald's folks!!

A busy week.

What a busy week! Last week I worked three nights at the inn, in addition to my full time job, so I got very little sewing done.

But over the weekend I did get some time in on the curtains I'm making for Baby Girl and I truly hope to get them done this week. Ironing, measuring, and cutting 26 yards of fabric take longer than the actual sewing.

We had such a beautiful fall weekend too, so Hans and I went for a walk along one of our nature trails on Saturday, and then on Sunday we visited a local area that (very strangely) brings tourists from far and wide.

Also visiting, is the little tourist above (the one with the harness). This little kitty spotted Hans and that was it. She wrapped herself all around him (the hussy) and the owner had to drag her away.




Here are a bunch of geese.

Now what do you suppose they're doing?

Swimming?

No.



They're walking on the back's of these lovelies!

Aren't they pretty?

Wouldn't you love to fall in the water with these guys?

This tourist area brings in thousands of visitors each year.

I kid you not!

It's known as "Where the ducks walk on the fish." You can bring all your old bread, and in case you don't have any, there are places around that sell old baked goods. This way everyone can have the fun of watching the water churn, as all of these carp, writhe and undulate in the water as they fight to suck up big chunks of white, wheat, rye, and even doughnuts!

Yes doughnuts!

You wouldn't believe the big stink (from our bureaucrats, not the fish) that's been brewing in my town.

Someone has decided that all of this bread and doughnut flinging will cease and desist as of January 1st 2009!

Why?

Well, as one newspaper article stated, "Bread is one thing, but we've witnessed people throwing muffins, bagels, and doughnuts to the carp."

Say it isn't so! (Don't they know what carp normally exist on? They're bottom feeders for God's sake!).

But there's an ingenious plan afoot.

This same article states that special 'fish pellets' will be available for a 'small' fee.

Oh, really.

You've got to wonder who's friend is selling these fabulous fish pellets, don't you?

This resulted in an outrage that made the Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac fiasco pale in comparison.

So the idiots who came up with this new ingenious plan have backed off of it for now and will give 'serious consideration' to the concerns of our citizens.

It was either that or look over their shoulders for the rest of their lives!

Don't mess with a bunch of red necks!!

And Hans and I also went to a Canterbury Feast Saturday night. This is a dinner with a medieval theme and everyone's required to eat everything from soup, to salad, to a whole stuffed chicken per person, with their bare hands. No utensils are allowed.

We had a great time but when we got home we found that my cats had also had their own Feast.

The question burning in my brain at the moment is:

Where the hell is the rest of it?!