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Excuse me for one minute while I voice my simple complaint.  As I journey around blogland I find many giveaways…some for a blogiversary, some for the 1,000 post, some for the 1,000 visitor.  Whatever the reason, people enjoy giving away things for free.  I visit numerous blogs because I enjoy the creativity and inspiration that is available to anyone and everyone that wants to visit.  I love seeing what others in the quilting field are doing, whether it be traditional, arty, crafty and so on.  I don’t really care whether or not anyone visits my blog although some do and I always enjoy their comments, then a return visit to their blog.  Always on the lookout for another scrumptious blog to add to my google reader.

Every time I come across a giveaway I take the time to comment on the blog and enter into the free gifts.  On two occasions I have had the exciting news that I won, I actually won something in a free giveaway.  Here is my complaint…although I have won two terrific giveaways I have yet to receive any of the promised “gifts”.  I have received correspondence from one of the “gifters” and sent an email with my personal contact info to the other “gifter”.  To date, nothing has come my way.  It has not been only a couple of days since  I received these notifications, it has been several weeks, so I don’t think I am expecting something for nothing with short notice.  If the promised items don’t ever arrive, that’s okay too. I will continue to visit blogs and enter giveaways.   However, I think if you are going to have a giveaway and actually notify someone that they “won”, then you should have it ready and actually give it away.  Otherwise, what’s the point?

Forgive my complaining but I did warn you.

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As mentioned in an earlier post, Bill and I have been dogsitting while Wendy and Dan visit Texas.  The week went very well without any problems.  Fast forward to the last day…I took care of the dogs in the morning, which amounts to feeding them and getting them outside for bathroom duties.  I put two of them downstairs in their kennels and put Ginger upstairs in her crate.  Then I got things packed up and put in my car which I drove home to unload in the rain.  Oh yeah, it wouldn’t be moving stuff if it wasn’t raining.  At least I could put stuff IN the car in the garage at Wendy’s.

I spent most of the day at home, doing laundry and a little sewing.  The house was still clean from our time away on vacation so I didn’t have to worry about cleaning.  I went back to Wendy’s around 4:00 figuring I could let the dogs out for awhile while Judge Alex was on.  I let Ginger out and put her loose upstairs.  I let Amber up and walked her on the treadmill for 15 minutes, then walked with Guinness for 10-12 minutes.  So far, so good.  I got their good down around 5:30 and decided to let Ginger out once more before putting her upstairs, then let the other two out and put everyone to bed before heading back home.  Wendy and Dan were scheduled to be home around 9 but, of course, they were delayed in DC because of lightening.  That wasn’t a problem because they would still be home fairly early.

I put Ginger out on the lead because the turkeys and deer appear during the late afternoon.  She wasn’t too interested in going off the porch into the rain so I thought I would go out with her and take her down the stairs.   I would be home plenty early and could do more sewing.  Such a good plan.  I went out and the door shut behind me.  NNNOOOOOOOOOO  I prayed that it wasn’t locked but to no avail. ARGH!  Locked tight.  NO keys, NO cell phone, NO coat, NO hat, NO car, NO NOTHING.  I could not believe it.  I had been so careful all week to avoid just this problem. Oh yeah, did I mention…it’s raining!!

There must be six or seven doors between the garage, basement and house.  I went around and threw my bodyweight against each and every one praying that just one would pop open because it wasn’t really locked tight.  HA!  Nothing.  So, I went around a couple more times, throwing myself against the doors.  Still nothing.  And I thought I was putting on weight.  Where is it when you really need it.  Not only did nothing happen, I actually hurt myself in the process, bruised my ribs.  Well, I figured there must be a key hidden somewhere.  So I went around again, looking under the deck, under the porch, behind the electric box, under every rock that I thought looked promising.  Again, nothing.

Aha, I spied the keypad to open the garage.  Yeah.  I keyed in the code from the inside alarm. Nothing.  I keyed in Dan’s phone number.  Nothing.  THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING.  The poor dog is all wet and starting to shiver but being very patient.  I checked Dan’s truck…locked.  I checked Wendy’s car…it’s open.  Finally, something  isn’t locked.  I combed the interior of that car with a fine toothed comb and found absolutely nothing that would get me into the house.  It’s getting dark and I’m wet and getting cold.  After several times around the house my feet are soaked.  Thankfully I did have shoes on.

Dan’s house sits back from the road and is surrounded by a couple acres of grass.  There is one neighbor on the right, a nut to be polite and one house on the left that used to be Dan’s parents but they sold it and spend their winters in Texas.  My one last hope was the elderly man in the house across the street.  So, down the driveway I go, across the street, knock on the door, introduce myself and ask if he has a spare key to Dan’s.  I hold my breath…”say yes, please say yes”.  “No, I don’t go up there because of the dogs”.  Duh, the key isn’t for you to visit, it’s for me because I’m a dope and locked myself and the dog out in the rain.  I will admit, it was nice and warm in his place with the woodstove cranking away.

Waaaahhh!  I just want to cry.  Now what?  As a fire department employee, I know the police officers and dispatch personnel fairly well.  Who you gonna call?  The police, of course, they can do anything, right?  They must be able to use the credit card trick to open the door.  I called and talked to the dispatcher; she said she would check with an officer and see what they could do.  She would call me back.  Actually,  she’ll have to call Roy because I Don’t Have A Phone, It’s Locked In The House.  Waaahhhhh!

As a last resort I called Wendy to tell her that I was locked out and to call as soon as she got my message.  I decided that Ginger and I could sit in her car and wait until they got home.  At least we would be dry.  Well, not dry, but in a dry area.

ring, ring, ring…Wendy…”hello”

Me…(thinking she is in the air and I have dialed the wrong number) “I’m trying to reach Wendy”

W…”this is Wendy”

M…”Wendy *************?”

W…”yes”

M…”this is your mom”

W…”I know”

M…”I locked myself out!  Is there any way I can get back in?”

W…”here’s the code to the keypad on the garage. ****

M…****?

W…”Yes, ****.  Write it down, I have to go.  The stewardess is standing here, I have to hang up, we’re leaving now.  Write it down!”

M…”I’ve got it.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.  I love you.”

That’s pretty much the end of the story. I ran back across the street, it was pouring rain now, and keyed in the code.  Up went the garage door.  YEAH! I haven’t been this happy in forever.  The dog was very happy, too.  By the time I got all the dogs outside for their final bathroom break and in their respective kennels and back home it was after 7:00.  I was wet, cold, tired and very stressed.  I sure didn’t feel like sewing.  I put on my jammies, got a book and climbed into bed.  Wendy called about 7:45 and had landed in NH.  I was glad they were home safe and glad I was home, too.

Moral of the story…never, ever, lock yourself and the dog out in the rain!

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and it wasn’t mine.  Well, I did have one, eons and eons ago, but I digress.  Trevor, Bill’s grandson, turned 4 on the 16th and his party was Sunday.  We traveled to Minot, about 1 1/2 hours north, to his grandma’s house, which just happens to be across the street from his house.  There were grandmas and grandpas, aunts and uncles, hanburgers and hotdogs, chips, salads, soda, wine and of course, CAKE AND ICE CREAM!  Everyone had a good time and he got lots of fun stuff and a few clothes (not much fun when you’re 4, but necessary).  His dad, Scott, got him a set of golf clubs and he has a pretty good swing.  We enjoyed seeing him and look forward to the next time he comes to stay overnight.

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trevor-037Can you tell that there was REALLLLY blue frosting?

Not much sewing getting done since I’ve been on vacation, then dogsitting.  Tomorrow I’m going home and I’m gonna sew, no matter what else needs to be done, like laundry, cleaning, ironing and sew on.

On another note, there was a showing on my condo Saturday evening.  The report I received today was that all the comments were positive.  They liked the improvements I had made and thought it showed very well.  the “lookers” are trying to decide between my condo and something new.  Keep your fingers crossed, please.

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Here’s another one for you.  Amy, the author of Diary of a Quilter blog, is celebrating her 96th post with a Moda jelly roll giveaway.  Run on over and check it out for yourself.

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Dogsitting and doodling

Wendy and Dan headed to TX to visit his family while Bill and I sit with our grandpups.  They aren’t actually pups but more in the 5-8 years age range.  We stay at Dan’s house which makes it a lot easier for the dogs and for us.  Not only that, Dan’s house is nicer than any house I have ever lived in.  It sits back from the road in a large field filled with turkeys and deer in the early evening.

Ginger

Ginger

This is Wendy’s dog Ginger keeping an eye on me.  She is somewhere around 5 or 6 and is the youngest of the three but surprisingly gray.  I didn’t get a picture of the other two because they were downstairs in their custom made kennels.  She has always been very hyper but she was recently subscribed an anxiety pill and she is a new dog, very relaxed and mellow.  Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with a malignant tumor and will have surgery on Wednesday.  I am very hopeful that she recovers completely because I know that Wendy will be devastated if she doesn’t.

This week’s doodle was OWL.  I have never actually tried to doodle an owl but it turned out actually resembling an owl.  I think anyone looking at it could recognize it, so I’m happy.

Doodle Day OWL

Doodle Day OWL

I haven’t figured out a way to get the photo darker when I doodle in pencil but I don’t dare doodle in something that can’t be erased.  Now that I think about it, I hardly ever erase anything so I guess I could use something a little darker.  Or maybe push harder on the pencil.  As you can see, this owl had very strong feet…small but strong.

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Park City Girl is hosting an online quilt festival.  It sounds like fun and a great way to get some new inspiration.  Be sure to check it out.

This is my entry..

Butterflies

Butterflies

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This is a wallhanging that I made at the request of my son and daughter-in-law.  The center was a batik panel that I ordered online.  The border fabrics were leftovers from the quilt I made them for a wedding gift.  Although it was promised for Christmas ’07 and not delivered until Christmas ’08 they were very happy.  It was the first time I had done any quilting with metallic thread and the first time I had done so much background quilting.  I posted about this piece here when it was completed.  I hope to see some of your work too.

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A free quilt

Check out this giveaway.  The Bitchy Stitcher is giving away an unfinished quilt because she thinks it’s ugly.  So, run over there and enter your name to win.  She isn’t making it easy but that’s half the fun…

The Bitchy Stitcher giveaway

The Bitchy Stitcher giveaway

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