TB Free...

...and yet the battle between rational mind and hysterical mind seems unending.

See? I told you there was nothing to worry about. We're fine.

C'mon!!! She barely glanced at it. And remember? The stuff leaked out!! Did we remember to tell her that the stuff leaked out???

I believe it was mentioned. Several times, in fact.

Awwwww...I knew we shouldn't have poked it! I told you not to poke it!! Should we call and tell her that we poked it?

No. Absolutely not. We are fine. It's over. Why don't we go take a nice nap?

Good idea. I do my best work in the subconscious milieu.

I hate you. Seriously.

I know.


I have decided to withdraw from this debate and leave that part of my brain to it's own devices. They will settle it soon, I'm sure of it.

Meanwhile, I decided to celebrate my consumption-free state with a little shopping excursion and a reprieve from today's workout. I've been fiddling around with the sewing machine a bit of late in the hopes that I might re-learn some of my long-lost skills in that area. Not wanting to spend gobs of moolah on that which may soon be relegated to the "never gonna finish" pile, I opted to use good old WalMart as my source.

Wait...what is that in the center of the pile??? Is that batting?

It seems that the quilting bug has crawled back into my field of vision. And why not? Every other creepy, crawly creature has invaded of late. I'm not sure if the low loft batting will see the light of day any time soon, but it'll be there if I decide to pursue this.

Meanwhile, I spent some time today cutting out pattern pieces for a couple of simple tote bags. We'll see if I can remember where everything goes. I've got scads of fabric left in the stash from the last sewing frenzy so there is plenty upon which to practice. If all goes well, then I may just have me a new knitting bag.

If all goes as I think it will then I will have me a new trash can liner.

SA