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Last night, Dodie and I stumbled out of bed buck naked after a heavy session of gettin' it on, only to find my apartment door WIDE OPEN for anyone in the hallway to see/hear the goings on. Bea Arthur, who spends a great deal of his time wondering how he could possibly get out of the apartment and into the hallway, was lying on the rug right outside my bedroom door as if it was some sort of test of his will and he had just passed. GOOD KITTY! I'm a little embarrassed at the possibility that someone came into the hallway downstairs while we were smooching it up... it must have been quite the clamour with the door flapping away in the breeze.

Here is Bea five minutes ago, maxing & relaxing in the windowsill and wondering why he didn't escape while he had the chance. Awww.



I took a vacation day today to work on Roxanne's quilt, due to be finished for her wedding on Saturday. I'm working on the binding right now... almost there. My neck is totally ready for this to be over.

It is SUCH a beautiful day today... warm and sunny, but breezy and fresh-smelling. Apparently there are forest fires raging today on either side of the city... reps from the Lung Association keep warning about keeping the windows closed and avoiding exercise. I'll manage the latter today, but my windows are open and the breeze is blowing in and sometimes the smell of bread baking from the gocery store will waft in, and as far as I can tell here, it's a perfect summer day.

I picked up some fresh cherries and Greek yogurt this morning for breakfast. It was gorgeous!



After running into bonjourananas on the street and talking about food for a while, I also picked up fixins for an olive oil pizza with goat cheese, spinach, mushrooms, and roasted garlic. I am going to eat like a king this weekend.

I finished my commissioned quilt in the wee hours of the morning today, and it looks a lot better than I thought it would. I am really happy with it, and I hope the recipient is, too. I even hand-stitched the label on the back. All I need to do is wash it (no idea how I'm going to do that yet) and trim all the stray threads and it's ready to go. I'm so glad to have that off my list! It was really stressing me out. When I told someone at work that I was making a quilt out of shirts that belonged to a friend's father who died last year, she said she thought it was really creepy. Imagine! It wouldn't have even crossed my mind that it was creepy... I think it's a wonderful way to hold onto memories of someone while still producing something beautiful and useful.

All of the fabrics in the top are from his clothes except for the red. I threw that in to break up the blues and greens, and also because I wanted to put something in the quilt that represented her life and her father always being with her. Or I made that part up because I wanted to break up the blues and greens.

Here are a few pics of the quilt still needing to be cleaned up a bit, but mostly done:









I'm really pleased with it. Some of the fabrics were really difficult to work with, so I expected a much shoddier product. It's masculine and kind of homey and cozy, all things I think the recipient was hoping for. I told her we would discuss payment when it was finished, but I really feel strange accepting money for this. Really, it was kind of an honour to be asked to do it for her... I think I'll ask her instead to make a donation to the Terry Fox Foundation in her dad's name, since he died of cancer.

Today I was planning to quilt, but since I finished early, I am going to attempt a major purge of my belongings. My closet is so full of Things I Just Can't Get Rid Of that I am actually unable to use them. Last night I spent a half hour digging for a quilting hoop that I knew I had in there, but couldn't find among all the other stuff I had crammed in there. Most of it is stuff I would save if I had the space, but I just have to acknowledge that I do not have the space. I'll be Freecycling a bunch of things today and tomorrow.

Bea Arthur and I might go out for a little while today. I haven't taken him outside since the first trip, but he's been so meow-y lately, we might give it another go. Right now he is flattening his ears and shaking his butt at some birds building a nest outside the window.

I have another date lined up on Monday with Dodie. Did I mention he brought me flowers on our last date? Yep! I don't care if it's the world's biggest cliché, fellas - just do it, alright? We got a little necking in, and it was just lovely! I was very happy to see that my libido made a very rapid comeback from where it's been gathering mould for the last little while. I was actually beginning to worry that there was something physiologically wrong with me, having never experienced any length of non-all-consuming-horniness in my life. It's so nice to be kissed again.