weekend report

It’s finally reached scorching-hot summer temperatures here so we mostly stayed inside for the weekend. (I’m just glad it took us until mid-July to get so hot; last year it was 100 degrees in early June.)

I did go practice my skate turns early-ish Sunday morning, and apparently it was so hot someone’s fake eyelashes melted off the night before:

I also tried bookbinding and wow, what a nostalgia trip–filling an afternoon with random crafts, just like we did before the internet.

And no matter the weather there are tigers, whether in a sewing project or just sticking their tongues out around the house:

Wow it was nice to have a long weekend. I mostly sewed things but we also went up the canyon (Upper Millcreek is finally open for the summer) and to an art museum and even saw a movie (although that was disappointing).

Some details:

(That last pic is from Doc, who has a great eye.)

It was a gray weekend but we saw some blue skies on a hike…

…and I sneaked in some block prep between Christmas sewing (another quilt coat is in the works for 2023!)

I wasn’t joking about focusing on the pie for Thanksgiving:

We kept about 1.5 of these and drove the rest around to family on the day–a delightful new way to celebrate!

Then it was just pie-fueled nature hikes and couch times and sewing for the rest of the weekend:

…that’s the weekend summed up in two words, ha.

I took a “freelance Friday” and went to the fabric store in the next county with my friend, where I bought more quilt fabric:
That bottom row of fat quarters might become a quilt coat? With a white background this time instead of black? How many quilt coats does a person need?

Toby has another glucose monitor on at the moment and we’re increasing the dose, which gave us a scare on Thursday when his blood sugar plummeted.  So otherwise I hung around the house most of the weekend, watching him do a lot of this:

(Saturday, his numbers were normal for most of the day and he was SO happy. That’s a good sign! Hopefully we can get this dose dialed in for good.)

It’s not fall yet (it’s going to be 103 today, yikes) but it is September and the Autumn of Ease and Abundance is just around the corner, I can feel it.  So I spent the long weekend practicing for it: sitting streamside in Millcreek, starting a quilt, watching Toby show us how it’s done.

Having a week off was SO NICE, my friends: We celebrated my dad’s birthday with pies I made; I went to a fabric store with a friend; showed another friend the magic of sergers; organized and cleaned so much; and ended up at Bear Lake yesterday with our nephew.

Is there a way to keep life like this while also being able to afford food to eat and a roof over our head? I think I want to find out.

I have very few pictures for my time off but a lot happened, not all of it great: I stained the deck but didn’t get new outdoor cushions made (or a trip swimsuit); I saw a lot of friends but also had to log in to work to write an “emergency” email and manage a “crisis” about a tradeshow booth; I did my quick trip to Lava Hot Springs but worried about Toby for most of it, since we heard from the vet about his second blood test and he does indeed have feline diabetes.

So I also added “read all about treatment, schedule a vet tech appointment to learn how to do the injections, and visit a compounding pharmacy to pick up a cat-sized vial of insulin” to the list for my time off. The appointment and first injection is tomorrow and I’m hopeful that he’ll start improving really soon.

Anyway, here’s a picture of a waffle from a place in Lava Hot Springs called “Lava Waffle,” which has been repeating itself in my head since yesterday. “Lavawaffle… lavawaffle… lavawaffle…” 

It rained most of the weekend here, which meant that outside chores were off the agenda (aw shucks) and inside relaxing was on it.

I didn’t even go to the gym (!)–the biggest outing of the weekend was a trip to JoAnn for some zippers and some supplies for new outdoor cushions, which Toby graciously tested out for us.

What a nice weekend, though. A lot of the time I forget to really rest, but it’s wonderful.