Sewing day!

DH has decided that we need a new bed. We are moving up from Queen-size to King-size. (And we are getting alll the bells and whistles with individual softness controls and hospital -like adjustments to raise and lower different sections as desired. So I can sleep with my knees lifted, and he can sleep with his head and shoulders lifted, and we both can be propped up for reading the Sunday papers in bed.

So we no longer need the queen-size sheets, but we do need a king-size bedspread. And I LOVE to piece fabrics together. Today is a big bedspread piecing push. Whee!!

On Saturday night, we went out with friends to watch a magician at the local comedy club. He worked with a Netherland Dwarf bunny named Stew. After Stew's last trick where he was disappeared, one fellow in the back kept calling out, "Where's Stew?" The magician did a series of tricks with doves vanishing and re-appearing, but the guy in the back was still worried about Stew. We left, never knowing what happened to Stew. I, however, have visions of the club being raided, and the police patting down the magician and removing dozens of doves and silk scarves and packs of cards and collapsing wands from the guy's coat, and then, while patting down the pants, they find Stew, snoozing in a pocket down by the ankle. You never use up a good stew in one day.