Not only did I get my Manic Monkey quilt finished---and turned in to the auction committee, but last night, I finished the quilt for my friend's son. 
I would post it now, but my computer's been acting funky lately.  Lots of pop ups yesterday and today, and several viruses/trackers. 

Well fine then!  I blog a little about Ellen and no one reads it!  Perhaps it's because I have Sign-In lock on?  Bummer, but I'm sick of anonymity.  Is that the right word? 

Today, my hands/wrists are hurting.  I should probably run upstairs to get my wrist braces, but I don't wanna.  I'm going to sit here and veg in front of Hulu, watching the latest issue of Glee and work on hand-sewing my quilt binding.  Yuck.  It sucks doing the hand sewing thing, but since this quilt is for the auction, I want it to look somewhat decent. 

Some latest pics: 

This one matches my wall so perfectly that I'm tempted to keep it!

A little bit more upclose..

 
And even more upclose. 
I took it to my aunts to have her quilt it, but I embellished a bit with some gold metallic thread.  Hope it's not too much!

I'm not a supporter of the gay movement, but that doesn't mean that I don't love the people and consider them my family and friends.  It breaks my heart that people think that being gay is the worst thing in the world.  Such as Larry here, and what happened to him. 
I just read in our local newspaper about Fred Phelps and how he's out protesting at military funerals and stating that God hates our 'gay America' and all that.  That's horrible.  It's so not how God works!  God says to LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR, and that includes neighbors of all kinds.  It doesn't just mean the nice "normal" family that lives next door.  It could mean the gay person from across town. 

I know that God doesn't need to be defended, but I hate that He and the rest of us as Christians are getting such a bad rap because of idiots like Fred Phelps.  Hatred is wrong no matter what. 
The same with abortion--the "Right-To-Life" advocates that shoot doctors or harm nurses/techs/anyone that goes into those clinics.  There's one thing to stand at the doors and protest, but it's another thing to start taking 'justice' into your own hands. 

Love the people. 

(hate the sin, but LOVE the people!)

I decided that I'm not going to be fat and 40.  I'm about 1.5 years away from 40 (gah!), and I don't want to all of a sudden realize that I'm in that place.  Fat & Forty. 
Today, I started working out again.  This time, the only place I'm talking about it is on here, and not broadcasting to my facebook page.  (though I know that some of you are friends with me on FB, and that's ok)  I'm tired of failing, so the fewer people that know, the better!  I'm not even planning on telling my husband, though I'm sure I'll say something sometime.
I gotta get control of my eating, too.  We're pretty broke, so it's not like I can just go out and join a gym, re-join WW, etc. 

I'm done with my Monkey Quilt for now.  I took it down to my aunt's house since she said that she'd quilt it for me.  She's got a lot more experience than I do, and I didn't want to screw up if it's going to be for our school's auction. 
(and she's probably done with it by now!)
I've been working on a baby quilt for my friend's son.  It's really cute, with all different frog fabrics.  I have it kinda quilted--just a little quilting "stitch in the ditch", but I want to do a little more free-motion in the blocks themselves. 
I just got some 'work' from my mom to work on---some quilt blocks to sew together for a joint quilt that she's making with her sister.  

I'm not taking any classes at our community college this quarter---we had some issues with our vehicles these last few months, so we're wiped out with moolah.  Drained the savings in order to fix one of the cars.  Ah well, it will serve as a nice break.    I hope to start the phlebotomy program in the summer quarter.