I’m home with some kind of “knock-me-on-my-ass” head/intestinal thing that doesn’t feel like the flu, but sure has some of the same symptoms. I’m unamused.
Once some of the more severe, ahem, “intestinal distress” passes, I’m hoping I can use the time to work on Mom’s hand-stitched quilt, but focusing isn’t fun for my eyes at the moment. Man, I would hate to waste a whole day doing nothing. 😐 I’m in full-bore OMG Mode for Christmas presents now – no time for fun design walls and whatnot, alas. Part of what I’m working on, though, is this:
These are for gifts I’m working on. I’ve seen so many people extolling the virtues of hexies, they’re “addictive,” they’re “SO MUCH FUN!!” they’re “wonderfully creative…” but I don’t know about all that for me, personally. I do like the end result on the little gifts I’m making, though, so I’m putting them together when I have time, employing my own lame way of basting them together so the bastes still hold even when I have to wrassle out the Teflon template.
You’d think I could outsmart a small bit of plastic. You’d be wrong.
I’m crawling back to bed now, pulling the covers over my head and pouting.