A Bad Day for Kitties

Have you ever noticed how kitties have perfectly synced clocks that keep them on their strictly timed routines? Part of the routine around here is that when 8:00 a.m. rolls around, they are allowed out to terrorize all critters great and small. Yesterday, it was their day to go for their routine check-ups at the vet, and so their schedules were disrupted. Eight o'clock came and went...then nine o'clock...then ten o'clock...and WTF?

Helllllooooooo...my needs are not being met.

When I headed down the stairs, this is what I saw.

Did you forget something? Smitty, did you ask them? Did they forget about us?

Not too much time passed before the dread kennels came out and kitties went in. Vigorous yowling ensued.

They were seeing a new vet because our old one packed up her office and left town in the dark of night while we were traveling. It was kind of weird, and I'm sure there's a story there, but I don't know it. Anyway...these new vets came highly recommended on our community's Facebook page, and so we gave them a try. It was a busy place, but there was lots of gentle handling of the animals, and we all came out of the ordeal unscathed. (Sadie has to return to have her teeth cleaned.) While I was there waiting to pay, I noticed these signs hanging on the wall in the waiting room.

And this one...

They had one for dog wisdom, but Smitty thinks "dog wisdom" is an oxymoron. (Actually, I tried to find the dog one online, and I couldn't find the same one.)

When we got home, we checked the mailbox, which hadn't been checked for several days. Inside, I found this gift from my friend Ann. These are thread spool pin doilies. Ann told me she went looking for some pretty ones for her own sewing room. When she wasn't able to find them, she made up her very own pattern.  She makes them with six strands of embroidery floss and a size 1 steel crochet hook. They are a little larger than a quarter.

So I took them downstairs and chose the teal one (since I was going to be sewing with teal fabrics) and put it on Big Bertha. Doesn't she look all pretty now? And no doubt, my sewing lines will be straighter.

So, thank you, Ann. What a sweet gift!

And as long as I was sitting there, I got to work making the Rainbow Jubilee quilt blocks. These are the green ones...

and these are the teal ones.

The only other sewing I did yesterday was to stitch down to the last color on the latest Sundress block. Only the pink stitching is left, and that should easily be finished up this morning.

So, I thought I'd have more time for sewing yesterday, except that I got a bee in my bonnet to use up a little half-pint box of blueberries I had in the refrigerator. We could have just eaten them as is, but no. Since I already had my weigh-in at the doctor's office on Monday, I decided to go hog wild..."hog" being the operative word in that sentence.

There was only about a cup of blueberries to work with, and I remembered making some little miniature pies out of mason jar lids once. You can see all about how to do it at this link right here. You'll see at the link, she's using peaches. I made the fruit filling thus:

1 cup of fresh blueberries
2 tablespoons of sugar
2 teaspoons of fresh lemon juice
1 teaspoon of lemon zest

The crust was made the way she shows on the video. I was all set to do it in wide mouth mason jar lids, but then I noticed these little ramekins in the darkest back recesses of my cupboard. I picked them up at a clearance sale once, many moons ago. To my recollection, I've never used them. Surely, ten years ago or so, I was preparing for this very moment. And lookie there...

The little ramekins are about 3 inches across and about an inch deep. They were perfect for these little pies...more like slab pies, if you want to get technical. We had them for dessert last night with a couple of scoops of vanilla ice cream.

Okay, so my one and done lemon cheesecake mousses led to a two and done little miniature slab blueberry pie. And now (cracking the whip), we're returning to our diet. No more messing around. But, you know...that's life. Ya gotta have some fun once in a while, right?

Today the window washer guy is coming. The last time I mentioned the window washer guy, you gave me a bunch of grief about it. But here's the thing: I'm not climbing up on the roof to wash the windows, so just forget it. The window washer guy has been doing our windows for approximately 30 years, and doing a mighty fine job of it. We've grown old together, so why would I stop when I've got a winning streak going? Oh wait...did I just make a pun there? I think that counts.

While he's here, I'll get back to work on the black and white blocks for the jubilee quilt. Hopefully, I'll get them all sewn together and then I'll be ready to move on to the next thing...which happens to be Todd the cat's pawtrait. Here we go. On with the day!