In the category of "Why can't she do anything in moderation" is the report of the events of Sunday afternoon. "Stewey", my idiot mo-ther announced. "I think I'm going to make meatballs today".
Four hours and a lot of sweating and grunting later, I entered the kitchen to find my mo-ther sprawled out on the floor muttering "Thirty six. I've just made thirty six meatballs."
Good thing this isn't the week that she decided to become a vegetarian.
On the stitching front, progress continues on Needle Delights Originals Tahiti. This was the project for Mo-ther and Aunt Chrissy's newly joined ANG guild, and with all things in her life, Mo-ther is woefully behind schedule. She is enjoying it, though, so if laundry day proves successful today, she'll get quite a but accomplished while the towels and underpants splosh about in the machine.
With much love from your devoted pal,