I was in the kitchen working, when I glanced out to see our, now 16 year-old, on the mower. She was driving it across to mow another area, but had her head down looking at her ipod, while driving. I shook my head. Yep. Hubby is teaching that one to drive, not me.
With no ambition to clean my bathroom, I opted for handiwork. Shhh! Don't tell Hubby.
I am gaining on a finish in the kitchen however. I need a few more drawer pulls from town first.
I should have been working on the granny square baby blanket (remember that old project), but decided to switch gears and do some embroidery.
One of the girls asked me, "Is that hen doing housework?" Ha ha!
Hubby has today off, and sleeping in was a good idea until a giant orange fur-ball plopped on top of me and stared into my face.
Today is a good day to spend some time on the porch. First, I have to see if we are cutting wood. Or a tree down. Our helper for the day may need to work. It wouldn't be right to end the day without some hard work around here.