Too Pooped To Bleat!

And, for the record, that is about as tired as a Sheep can get.

I survived the first day of workshops and will begin another fun-filled year of teaching first thing tomorrow morning. This new position comes with it's own set of , shall we say, "challenges." Frankly, "issues" and "problems" might be better terms, but I am going to fling myself headlong into the role of Suzie Sunshine and grin my way maniacally through them if it kills me. It is going to be an interesting school year...

With my current state of coma-like exhaustion, I feared for blog worthy material this evening. Fortunately, there was some productivity back a few days ago when I had the time and working brain cells. Thus, I give you some of the weekend's happy results.

First, we have a somewhat bedraggled little linen square. Once I finished the seed stitching, I noted that it had all the makings of a delicate little hanky kinda thing. So I slapped on some poorly space crocheted edging and washed it to soften it up a bit.

Uneven? Oh, yeah!

We have learned a valuable lesson in casting on with linen. There is no give whatsoever. One must cast loosely!!! Very loosely! I'm sure that right now there are friends and relatives of The Sheep who are quaking at the thought of this ending up beneath the Christmas tree with a tag bearing their name. Rest assured, this was an experiment only! I promise that no one will be forced to come up with niceties nor insincere thanks.

Yesterday was spent with The Sheep family which generally consists of Mommy Sheep, Daddy Sheep and Baby Brother Sheep. However, BBS has decided to add a new Girlfriend Sheep to the mix so we all had to be on our best behavior for the duration. As we are somewhat unpracticed with this, I fear that we scared the poor thing a bit. I'm calling her a keeper, though, as she made homemade Whoopie Pies for the event and that is enough for me to welcome her with open arms. Non-Mainers may not have a frame of reference for this local treat, but if you picture a chocolate cake sandwich you'll have something of an idea. It is proof that goodness and purity are still possible in this crazy, mixed up world. I contributed my usual Cheesy Bread to the meal.

Dad won't let me come to dinner if I don't bring the Cheesy Goodness.

Lastly, it seems that I've been tagged by Geraldine! She's wondering what this Sheep might want to make sure she eats before she shuffles off this mortal coil. I fear this list might reveal the lack of culinary experience I've had, but here goes:

1. Flourless Chocolate Cake (I hear good things...)

2. Flan (I just like saying "flaaaaaaaaaaaan")

3. A vegetable that I grew my very own self. (this might indicate that I've moved somewhere that has actual land attached to it.)

4. Real Texas barbecue

5. A fried twinkie. I don't know why...probably just because it exists.

And now The Sheep heads off to lay her weary head upon her sofa and try to stay awake until after dark like a grown up. Tomorrow is going to be a very long day. As is the day after that.

And the day after that....

SA