Furstaneeta

Back again.  Lots of things happening, but every time I think of posting, my list of furstaneetas surfaces.   You know furstaneetas, right?  That's "First I Need To", frequently followed by thenaneetas, or "Then I Need To".  I plan to put out my autumn decor, but furstaneeta clear Wiggy's assorted technocrap off the hearth, coffee table and floor; thenaneeta vacuum and dust the living room, dining room and foyer.  Down to the basement to get the boxes of decor, but furstaneeta get past Wiggy's stereo stuff, scattered over the basement floor (my interpretation) or carefully laid out where he can find everything (his interpretation).  And thenaneeta drag the boxes upstairs, while not tripping over the dogs -- Molly supervises, Milo protects me from the Evil Horrible Boxes. (I just live here.  I know I'm not in charge.)

Anyway, the furstaneeta for posting is that I still haven't found my camera software for uploading and editing.  But this will just have to be a photoless post, for now.

I'm back to working on Midnight Watch.  I'd like to get this done and framed by Hallowe'en, so I moved it back up the rotation again.  I'm allowed to do that -- it's my rotation, right?  I also pulled out the 2000 JCS ornament issue, and finished a Pat Thode/Heartstrings Santa I have been promising myself to do for years.  I think he's a bit big for an ornament, so this may turn into a flatfold finish.  This will, of course, necessitate a trip to Joann's or Village Quilting for finishing fabric.  (Darn.  Fabric shopping.  How will I ever survive?)  I bet I have Christmas fabric in my stash . . . but that would be a furstaneeta, to find the stash in the first place.

And in wildlife news, we finally caught and dispatched the skunk that's been plaguing the dogs.  We don't let the dogs out in the back yard anymore until one of us has checked the bushes and hiding-spots for any lurking beasties.  When Wiggy went out late Sunday afternoon to beat the bounds, he saw that same skunk evict an opossum twice its size from bushes in the neighbor's yard.  It was still limping, still showing no fear and still out in daylight -- all bad news.  So we borrowed our friend Dave's Havahart trap, and caught the thing on Tuesday night.  We'll still check the yard before we let the dogs out, though.

There's a craft fair and a cider festival on Saturday at Diehl's Orchard and Cider Mill in Holly.  And it'll be sunny and in the 60's!  Can't wait!  I'll work on that camera software furstaneeta so I can post some pictures.