Tessie and I are in the same boat. When she was working on a basket this morning, she looked down to see a friend chomping on a sandwich. If you poke the photo, you can see Malcolm...Yup, a mouse.
I am not comparing people to mice, but I found out just a couple of weeks ago that the lecture that I am doing at the miniature museum is to be done while the audience is eating box lunches from Beyond Bread. This should be interesting. I have never lectured during lunch....After lunch, yes....During, no.
I have visions of it going something like....Me, "Baskets have been found in 4,00o year old Mesopotamian tombs." Them, "Could somebody please pass the mustard?"
I am just kidding about that part, but having never done this before while people are eating, does make me a bit nervous. Wish me luck....
Since it's only a couple of days hence, both Tessie and I are basket making full speed.
Her full speed is..... Work a row. Wander off and play with the cats for twenty minutes. Work a row. Go find Zar and torment him for twenty two minutes. Work half a row. Go raid the refrigerator. Forget about working....Go lie down and moan, "I am soooo exhausted...." She does it well.
I must confess that I am not much better. Remember the larger basket that I was working on last week? Don't tell anybody, but I just picked it up again this morning. I have three more rows done since you last saw it.
Here it is with Tessie gloating over the one that she claims to have finished....It's really one that I made last year. She thinks that I am really forgetful....Sometimes I am, but not when it comes to something that I put that much work into.
I am going back to work on the one that she is sitting in now. All I have to do is get her to go relax somewhere else while I work.
You are doing great on the voting. Keep up the good work. I appreciate it.
See you tomorrow.