Almost March

The weather is starting to turn and sun has been making more of an appearance. We played outside yesterday and the dog was crazy wild and ran in circles around me. She has become quite the sausage with her winter weight.

I'm moving my studio space again. Now that the weather is warmer the upstairs room over the garage isn't cold. I like it. It has a big window that looks out onto our big front tree. I feel like I'm in a treehouse up there.

I need to go through my fabric stash. It needs a major organization overhaul. ugh.

Tootie has taken to arguing with the TV, mainly commercials. It's funny to eavesdrop on her. "No it won't! You're just saying that because you want me to buy it!" Noggin isn't immune to her criticism either. There's a bit that says something about Mother Earth and she always yells back, "The earth isn't my Mother! It can't love me. It's dirt! It's an object!" That's my girl.

$4,000,000,000,000

I'm researching disaster preparedness. No, I'm not a foil-hatted doomsday seer. I'm on our block watch committee and the local Police Dept. wants to promote preparedness training. After seeing what my parents went through it's caused me to take it more seriously. My parents had their house destroyed 2 years ago in a tornado.

I have a book that, for whatever reason, Tootie gravitates to it. She carries it around with her. She pretends to read it to the dog. She seems to be able to find it no matter where I put it. I move it from one bookself to another just to see if I can hide it from her. No. She sniffs it out. This has been going on for a couple years.

I'm off to review some books for my book club.