for getting just sick enough that you have to lay on the couch for a couple of days. Feeling unwell, but not entirely miserable either. You know what I'm talking about? Those illnesses where you can feel okay for hours at a stretch as long as you don't move too much and someone occasionally brings you a bowl of rice and a cup of tea. The kind of illnesses where as soon as you try to do anything other than read a book or pet the dog, you get wicked sick. But lying on the couch, everything is okay and so your job is just to wait for the ailment to pass. So you do luxurious things like listen (just listen) to a whole album or read a novel from cover to cover.
That was me earlier this week. I had a migraine that refused to fully bow down to my meds, so the worst of the headache and nausea would disappear with the medicine, but only if I stayed still. So I stretched out on the futon and read Slammerkin. It's very good. I love well-written, well-researched, historical fiction. And I listened to The Crane Wife which I have out from the library. I do love The Decemberists.
Wednesday, I was well enough to sit up and scoot around a bit so I made my block for the Common Threads Quilt Bee
Does anyone know more about Ingrid Press? I googled and found some blog posts related to her part in a 2009 Birmingham show (here and here) but no website of her own or books or anything. There has to be more to see than what was in that show...and my eyes are hungry for it!
Having done Jess's block, but still finding myself in the mood for sewing, I stitched up a little log cabin block out of some fabric I had nearby.
I was looking through my thesaurus in search of a word I would prefer to "scrappy" and have yet to settle on one. Something that expresses the autonomy of the person choosing the fabrics, without suggesting that they are a lone ranger or some sort of hard luck case. Any ideas?
Alright, I'm off to catch back up on my work (there is a downside to getting sick!)