It's Pink Alright

Finally the Girl Guide Flimsy is done. I found the dark pink inner border in the stash which was a bonus - it has pink bubbles on it. I went back to the shop to get more of the plain mauve that is in the quilt to make the outer border... well you can guess can't you? None left. So I bought the next darkest, which is a funny sort of purple colour, but no one will probably know but me. And you if anyone's reading. 'We' all know that this is the nature of quilts like this, but not all people do. There are a couple of Quilt Police types around, but they won't know I made it.

Now for my least favourite part. I really don't like the pinning and getting it all straight. I'll have to clear the kitchen table which is a constant FlyLady disaster area, find the pins (which are always in some other UFO, so I never have enough and I'm always robbing pins from said UFO, and then from the centre of this quilt to try and pin the border), try and iron the thing without getting it covered in dog hair, try not to scratch the table with the pins, and so it goes on. There is a little voice inside my head going "what about the basting spray? No one will ever know", then I think the timber floor will be covered in sticky stuff which will then attract the tumbleweeds of dog hair that are floating by, and I've got people coming for dinner on Wednesday night and the place is dirty enough without THAT. Oh and did I mention that I haven't finished the curtains? Yes they're still hanging there 'resting' with the hems not done. Plus I have to work Sun night which cancels out Monday? Oh God...

Well, I don't have a deadline for the quilt, but I really do need to get it done so that I can finish Daniel's. I keep looking at blogs all over the place and am fighting the urge to start new things all the time. If you go back up and read the byline for this blog, you would have to agree that never a truer word was spoken.

Today I went to Neilsen's Native Nursery with my friend from the other end of the island, to buy some plants. I embarrassed myself by screeching loudly when a 40cm lizard sprung out of the plant I was looking at, and dropped to the ground touching me as it went (shudder shudder). I don't mind the dry native looking lizard when I see it at a distance and have tabs on it, but the surprise attack is not welcome.

It is still very hot here, but our first cool change for autumn is forecast for tomorrow afternoon. With it are Strong Wind Warnings for the Bay, so the trip to work on the ferry tomorrow night will be another fine example of getting back to nature. But I don't mind it - in fact I love the ferry trip, especially coming home in the morning when you can sit out the back (if you're not knitting) in what is affectionately called The Beer Garden, and get a bit of wind in your hair. It will be especially nice when it starts to cool down, and you sometimes see some dolphins or a turtle.

I'm really just stalling now. I might go downstairs and have a look at the table, and think it over.