I have a signal!

Let me catch up on life while it lasts... bear with me this may get a little windy... its going to take several posts in a row.

Allow me to introduce you to my latest and possibly greatest bad idea...



I brought home a new monster...


I am SO not a cat person. However, I happen to have a cat dog. And she wanted a kitty. So yes, I bought my dog a cat.



Yes, I know how crazy that sounds. I did it anyway. His name is Dex. He's kinda cute.



And I kinda like him. Maybe I'll let him stay.

Here's the story...

I've known for a while that Molly needed a friend. I kept my sisters dogs for a week while she scrubbed the excess chemicals from the exterminator off her furniture that was making them sick. Yes, for real. The exterminator poisoned her dogs. And so they stayed with me. This is when I realized that the friend that Molly needs is not another dog. Well... that really told me my only other option is a cat. I might as well embrace it. So I decided to stop at the SPCA after work one day just to peak. They had about 50 black kittens and this one little siamese. He was kinda cute so I asked to interact with him. As soon as I sat down with him he flipped over on his back and showed me his tummy and started purring. My non-cat loving heart melted. I decided to fill out paperwork for an adoption but wasn't convinced the Siamese was the one. After completing the papers and signing on the dotted line I walked back into the kitty room and the Siamese started crying to me. None of the other kittens paid any attention. I was sold. And so he came home. And my family went from Molly McGee and Me to Molly McGee and Me and Dexter too!

Hurricane Earl

We survived. Just a little rain. Thank goodness.

I am a terrible blogger...

Many projects finished and in progress and yet not blogged. Why? Why do they not grace these pages? My neighbors have secured their wireless signals. Shame on them. I now may actually have to pay for internet services. After I muster up the courage to allow some little man to drill holes in my house for the wires...

I love RIT dye.

Especially for covering bleach stains from cleaning out my apartment and scrubbing the bathrooms in brand new jeans.

And for covering up "whiskering" on college jeans to make them big girl office appropriate.

Less than three bucks later and I have two "new" pairs of jeans. :)

Correction:

It wasn't Jesus and his disciples the woman was feeding. It was the widow and her son I was thinking of. Elisha told her to make some bread and feed him first and then feed herself and her son and if she did she would not run out of oil and her meal would not turn. That her need would be met until the rain came. This fits even better. Make use of your blessings and you will be provided for... until the rain comes... :)

I'm on the lookout...

For white/off white fabric with blue or brown or blue and brown polka dots. I think I've decided to turn the Pure by Sweetwater charmpacks that showed up in my mailbox into a pinwheel quilt.

After this, I'm staying away from brown and blue for a while. What happened to the red in my life?

My Rainbarrel Runneth Over

So I bought a rainbarrel off a local man who makes them the other day. Its been a few weeks now. And there was a little bit of rain in the bottom of the barrel that I had been saving for almost a week. I didn't want to use it up in case more didn't come!
Well, Satuday I was planting some more hydrangeas next to it and thought of the woman with the little bit of oil and flour who was told to make bread to feed the people, I think maybe Jesus and his disciples but I may be confusing stories, anyway she used the little bit of oil she had and never ran out. So I thought, maybe I needed to use what was in my rainbarrel before I would be blessed with more. So, once I had finished planting I watered the hydrangeas with nearly all of the water in the barrel.
This morning I noticed that it had rained last night. I was up until about midnight and never heard the rain. I peaked in my rainbarrel and it was full to the point that water had come out the overflow valve.
We can't be blessed with more blessings until we use the ones we've already been given. We have to be mindful not to hoard our blessings and save them for a rainy day. You may not have even know it rained.

My Bible coach reminded me that the Holy Spirit is often referred to as the oil and the water is God's Word. She told me that when I used some of my "oil" I was filled with "water". Ladies and Gentlemen, this is my miracle. Just like the folks in the Bible. The Holy Spirit was teaching me a lesson with the woman and the oil and my rainbarrel.