My brother-in-law met us yesterday with two ice cream buckets full of little tomatoes -- pear-shaped and round cherry tomatoes, each in a couple of sizes and colors; the small, round, orange ones were the best. I was stuffing my face with 'em last night, by the handful, as I washed them up and wondered what in the world I'd do with them all.
The budding domestic diva with the new apron (please note the tulip pocket that put us over the edge) will not be able to help in the kitchen with that tonight, but her mother wanted you to see how cute the freakin' apron is -- part of our modest antique mall haul yesterday, which also included a Heinz pickle pin, some buttons, and a couple of old photos (of course).
In a surprise move, I drove the entire way yesterday, so no car knitting on the sock! In fact, the sock has suffered a setback, as I discovered a mistake made at least a dozen rows ago and I ripped back. That could be viewed as progress by some. ; ) It was Project Runway time by the time I got to sit down... OH NO, not ALISON! Honestly, if they were giving Kayne a pass based on previous work, then Alison's previous work should also have been considered -- as should Vincent's have been and, well, remember Twiggy? Yeah, IMHO, the wrong one got the boot last night.
Speaking of fashion. Looky here... Ever since Mother's Day weekend, I've been a lampshade short. I just have not been able to come up with that elusive, sixth shade (and neither could I change the bulb). One of Maddy's friends recently announced that she was up to the task and was making it her mission to fill that spot. Well, I'd say she hit the nail on the head. It's absolutely perfect, all six bulbs are illuminated and shaded, and I couldn't be happier. Thanks, Dana. ; )