
It’s Halloween
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Two posts today!
I looked at my “Holiday” calendar today after my sister told me it was national Chocolate Day.
Not only is it Chocolate day but it’s also St. Jude Day (my sister’s name) AND Champagne Day!
As my brother said, “It’s a Trifecta.”
Cheers!

My favorite Dove milk chocolates and leftover “Champagne” from our anniversary. Please St. Jude help me avoid a hangover….


I was so confident with my little binding machine that I decided to turn my knitting book into a wire bound book.

This book is where I keep all the information about my knitting projects. It’s the record of the pattern, yarn, needle size, date, stitch and row counts, and anything else that relates to the project.

It will be perfect when I want to keep the page open to a certain spot.

In my most cocky voice inside my head I said to myself, ” You’re a genius, Patti. An absolute genius! You can do this!”
I grabbed my knitting book and started right in.

I clamped the book to the worktable.

I “should” have noticed that I wrote close to the inside edge of the book before I started with the saw to cut off the spine. In fact I should have just cut the book apart with a craft knife and not the saw.

Realizing my mistake, I kept right on going. The book was already cut and there was nothing I could do about that.

I covered the front and back covers and punched away to get the holes for the wire comb…forgetting to readjust the machine for the back cover. The holes didn’t line up.
I looked around for an old book that I could take apart to redo the covers. No luck.
So I did the next best (that’s debatable) and flipped the covers around and punch the other edge.

That didn’t work out so well but the at least one side of the punched front cover matched one side of the back cover. I finished binding the book and decided to rethink my choices when trying this genius (NOT) idea again. The cover is bigger than the pages but the pages are too low and almost stick out at the bottom.


The book is ruined and a major mess but I can still make out most of my notes.

The one bright spot is that the rest of the book will be great!

If you have siblings, you might have said this when you got up from your place on a chair or the sofa. Maybe you needed to get a drink or snack. Or answer the phone (when they were still attached with a cord). Or go to the bathroom. “I get this seat when I get back.”
Mr. Aitch and I don’t have that problem.
But Pepper and I do.

I forgot to say, “I get this chair when I get back.”
