Spring Break

My progress on "Alphabetissimo." There was a small problem, though. See how the main vertical leg of the "E" doesn't meet above and below the light blue flower "sash?" I started the top part of the E one stitch too high and one stitch too far to the left. I tried to compensate with a few extra stitches, but it bugged me, especially since some border-y elements go above it, so I frogged it after I took the picture.

Circle of friends.

I'm finishing up some school stuff, getting ready to go on spring break. I'm pretty tired, so I'm looking forward to a break from the homework. I found last night's tax reading pretty funny though. We're working on nontaxable exchanges for business. The text talks about the IRS classification system for like-kind exchanges. Under the system, the book informs us, a car can be
exchanged for an SUV, but not for a bus nontaxably. An airplane can be exchanged for a helicopter, but not for a tugboat. Hilarious. The text comments in its dry way that "the logic of the classification system is not always apparent."

I wish I were going to Mexico or Florida (although not sharing a hotel room with 20 other students, doing shots or hits and jumping off the balcony into the algae-filled pool below. Although isn't there always someone who misses the pool and lands on a car in the parking lot?) No, no. Spring break for me in Florida or Mexico would be courting a giant case of stitcher's numb-butt and possibly a sunburn while stitching on the balcony, then going out for a nice seafood meal and going to bed early. There's a travel niche there: "Spring break for Geezers." No, I don't want to get dragged through museums or view the 7 Deadly Wonders; I want to shop for stash in all the nicest cities!

Thank you for all your kind wishes for little Peaches' recovery. She's still coughing and sneezing, and we're on day 3 of the 14-day course of antibiotics. I'm holding my breath to see if either of the other guys gets it (although the doc says if they haven't by now, they probably won't), and I picked up some extra meds in case. She's the devil to round up--she doesn't like being picked up, and she scoots away--but once you get hold of her and swaddle her, she takes the medicine (cherry flavored, out of a mouth syringe) well.

She's sleeping lots, cuddled with her two buddies.


Poor Elvis. I love the way his hair sticks straight up from static electricity. Elvis: "What are YOU lookin' at?"

Have a happy week!