Stranded. Help.

For what seems like the 3rd week in a row I am stranded.

Without a car.

Without nice weather.

Too much snow to do anything at all.

Too cold (I weather.commed it- windchill of 12 below... no thanks) to play outside.

Cooped up in this house like an invalid hermit.

I have things to do that aren't getting done... like everything.

I have places to go that aren't getting gotten to... like anywhere.

I am losing it.

I am also waiting.

Waiting isn't very fun at all when you are stuck in one place.

Nope. No fun at all.

My car and cold weather apparently don't get along.

Personally, I think they should just suck up their differences and deal with it like the rest of us.

Or just let me know they aren't going to cooperate before I completely scrape the snow off the car, strap in the car seat, shovel the driveway so I can even get out, bundle up the little one, and plan out all the errands that I'm about to run.

You know, just out of kindness.

Or sympathy.

I don't care.

On the bright side, I'm getting pretty fast at hand-stitching.

I'm calling it practice for the girls' quilts I'm going to attempt to fully hand-stitch.

We'll see how it goes, but, so far I'm not sick of it.

I guess that's a good thing.

However I am sick of being stuck in my house.

Which is definitely not a good thing.

At. All.

Will somebody just please drive over to my house and jump my stupid car? Please?

I had to do something with the couple dozen Dresden Plates I had laying (lying?) around ready and waiting for fabric to arrive for the quilt top.

They're just too fun not to do stuff with.

I want to make a million and stick them all over my walls.

But, since that's not the best idea ever, I decided to grab one up and make a pillow.

Because pillows make me happy.

I wish they could un-strand me. But, hey.

(If you have a Dresden Plate project you'd like to share, go share here. I'd love to see it!)

I've also decided that I like to bind my pillows like I do my quilts.

Consider that a side-note.

Willow decided that the above pillow is hers.

As she does with every pillow I make.

I guess pillows make her happy, too.

And here's a little sneak peek of a pillow for a very special little someone who will be arriving in June.

Haha.

Teaser.

I just reread my post. I'm all. over. the. place.

Sorry.

Consider it a side-effect of 'Stranded Syndrome', which is exactly what I have.