Saturday, January 22, 2011
But my feet are not that big...
Tuesday is my Daddy's birthday. He will be hmmm hmmm hmmm years old. I made him a pair of felted slipper clogs (same as the ones for Wes). Finished them last night while watching a pretty darn good Russell Crowe movie. They are in the washer now undergoing their third felt. We will stuff and fit them to his feet today, and tomorrow I will attach the suede soles. I never get tired of the confused looks when presented with pre-felted items.
The drive down was without incident. Kept waiting for the nasty conditions to appear. Forgot that NW Arkansas is really the "land of doesn't normally get much snow" so this was nothing compared to what I have become accustomed to, which of course is nothing compared to other areas...it is all relative.
Alex is going out to brunch with us, then there is a going away party tonight. Note to self: remember to stuff tissues in all my pockets, up my sleeves, and in my socks.
Received some interesting news last night that saddened me to no end, but did not surprise me considering the source. Some people in this world are just downright mean. Fortunately we know that the truth will prevail, and eventually the parties in question will have to face their maker, which will be interesting to say the least in that someone that proclaims one faith custom, yet clearly and repeatedly betrays that faith by their actions. Oh well, what goes around, comes around and is not for us to worry about.
Time to get the day on...