So apparently Ty sprayed me with one of his atomic sneezes and he's pretty sick (sick enough I almost called in the paramedics - his lips went completely blue during one of his coughing fits). And that means, you guessed it, I'm sick too.
Could I just have a new face? Mine hurts. And that is after all the homeopathic doctoring. I can't imagine how lousy I'd feel without it. On the upside, my throat is so raw I don't want to eat a thing and that's half the battle.
Speaking of battles, I've given up soda - for the bajillionth time. At least until Christmas. Some friends and I have made a goal to lose 20 pounds by December 25th. I think it's a reasonable, obtainable goal. Anyone else want to join in?
I'll be implementing my Three Bites rule again. You know instead of the Entire Bag/Plate/Pan rule.
This weekend I've been watching and listening to Conference while working on this service project our quilt group is doing. Everyone sewed blocks, someone sewed them together, then quilted it and I put the binding on. It's for Quilts of Valor which donates quilts to soldiers who've been injured. I can't think of a better way for me to get back into quilting. How was your weekend?