Apologies for the lateness of my cross-stitching update. I know you were all waiting with bated breath. (Grammar interlude: “bated” not “baited” because “bated” is short for “abated,” I think. Also, “breath” not “breathe,” people. (I hope I didn’t really have to tell you that.) Here’s what I learned this week: did you know that the phrase “wracked with pain” should actually be “racked with pain,” as a reference to the medieval torture device, the rack? Hmm.) I was busy yesterday doing the take-home exam for my online course while watching the Bachelor finale. What an educational combo! Here’s the progress:
I am almost finished the current panel, so a few more weeks before the excitement level ramps up. Time for more bated breath.
I made lemon bars this weekend– this is one of my all-time favourite recipes. I think I like them as much as I like chocolate cake, maybe more. The problem with this recipe is that I can’t stop eating them, and this actually causes me to get in trouble with my husband, who thinks he should always get at least 50% of whatever I bake. He only gets about 15% of this recipe. The proof? I baked on Sunday evening and this is what is left on Tuesday morning (actually Monday night.. shhhh):
I don’t even feel guilty.
stupid crafts 