Christmas in July

I made a quick trip to a small town about 25 miles NE from the ranch for extra lunch supplies.  The combiners are coming to try our spring wheat.  I chose this town for shopping because the "Quilter's Corner" is having a 3 day Christmas in July event.  It is 98 degrees and the humidity feels like 98 too.  They were all decorated for Christmas, playing Christmas music and wearing Christmas aprons.  Darn-no camera.
There were lots of new Christmas fabrics, samples and kits.  Of course, I needed some things.  Isn't it our duty to support these small local shops?

I'm a sucker for a snowman.  This is a cute panel of eight.  I bought matching fabric to make simple runners for quick gifts. 

This little kit caught my eye for a quick gift item too.    I love those little pattern cards from Pieced Tree patterns.  I have a couple others that are quick runner patterns.  I have quite a bit of Christmas fabric in my stash.  I'm picturing fussy cutting the main square with a design for some more gifts. 

I picked up this flannel to make some burp clothes to go with our shower gift.   Yes, I do have flannel in my stash, but this was just so nice and soft---love Moda flannel.

Guess what?!  They offered me a job at the quilt shop!!  I really wish I could--what a dream job.  Of course, I know I would spend all my wages there.  lol  I haven't brought it up to DH.  They are looking for someone to fill in occasionally.  I doubt I will.  If I had spare time I'd be sewing myself.  It made me feel good to be asked anyway.

I stopped for a java slush---mmmm so refreshing.   The wheat isn't dry enough, so no lunches to make today. :(

Peanut and I are fighting.  I moved the kittens out of the closet and back into their box.  There was hardly any room  for them in that closet.  I scooted the box under the computer desk.  They have been there all week.   I came home from town and no kittens in the box. 

You can see she's not pleased with this arrangement.  She moved them all to under the bed.  I moved them back to the box.  They are all under the bed again.  I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but they can't be under the bed.   And she does not want them in the box.  We need to come to a compromise that will make us both happy.  Maybe the box in the closet?

The babies are growing like weeds.  Their eyes are open.   It is so funny to watch them fight with each other and tumble around on their unsteady legs with chubby tummies.

Well, back to fighting with Peanut and figuring out a compromise.  Hugs.............................