Quilting has stalled. Ennui seemed to have settled in. I thought I was doomed. Then, today, redemption!
I got a hilarious email from my mum that inspired this...
Front row by the OnlyChild; back row by Me.
I think these two have sadly discovered what their future holds.
A tribute to RexCat.
One shocked and angry, one a little frightened. Maybe they got in an argument - that carton is pretty close quarters, even for friends.
The OnlyChild thinks these two look like Mr. P and me.
And as I was putting them all back in the fridge, I noticed that I was being watched.
Two considerations arose from this silliness: First of all, we can't wait for Mr. P's reaction when he sees them. The OnlyChild suggested we ask him to make us omelettes for supper tonight. Second, how will we ever be able to crack these babies now?