It is my one year anniversary today. Mine and my sweet husband's, and guess what we did? Well, first of all I cleaned the house from top to bottom. I even washed the curtains in our room. I just love a before and after picture, don't you?
Then I did some design work. Not the fun kind. I was trying to figure out how to make a maltese cross appear to tear out of a t-shirt shirt with flames behind it. Their idea, not mine. In my experience, fire fighters are a whole other breed of folks.
There was an exciting moment when I soaked the scarf that I finished last night, and laid it out to dry. Please note that I finished it while watching John Adams. This means that my fingers knew the pattern so well that I could actually do BOTH at the same time without having to frog every few rows. It is funny how you work on a project for so long that the final binding off is a bit of an anticlimax.
Where was the aforementioned sweet husband when all of this productivity was going on? At work, of course, because that is what you do when it is a work day, and you are happy to have a job. Don't worry, we will get away to the coast a little later this week. Until then I will celebrate with a little wedding photo. Be forewarned, it's gushy. Hey, I gotta do something romantic today.