The Adorable Mr. Macaroni

When little Mr. Macaroni was rescued for the second time, our son dedicated his every waking moment to ensure the little feline's happiness. (well sort of). Their relationship was a bit spotty for the first year until Mac stopped biting him. The cat in question is one of two most pampered felines that share the household with said son, both of which receive a monthly box of treats that they will occasionally give the gleanings to little Mr. Rocky the Yorkie.

This current assortment of delights featured a pair of 3D glasses for Mr. Mac, which makes him look even more stoned than he was after a catnip roll on the rug. I suggested the adults submit pics and videos to various sites for a bit of economic aid, and was met with a derisive "I'm not going to pimp my cat, mother". However he changed his tune upon learning the earnings potential of other famous internet cats.  So, meme fame, here comes Mac.

I've been furiously happy crafting soap

Lavender Cedar in the mold

every day, and trying to keep pace with our ceramics class to have enough ware for the next soda firing. It's such a labor intensive process making handcrafted pottery, and when you see cheap (and read also toxic) ware from places like China it's a bit discouraging that people value the mass produced items at big box stores and don't understand the true value of using something in everyday life that was slow produced. Sewing and quilting has been put on the back back burner for after the holidays when I can focus again, I feel like a juggler balancing spinning plates on a stick and trying my best not to drop them.  The spouse suggested that perhaps I have too many hobbies. What a goof!! As our son said during his three deployments, sleep is a crutch.

Trying to spiff up the entry of our home I decided to repaint the tired looking bench we've used for

ages, that I bought years ago on an antiquing trip with a good friend. The new chalk paint is a dream to use, no odor and cleans up fantastically.  It was probably the easiest paint project I've ever done. Then of course the old cushion looked even worse on the new bench so that went into the trash and new foam and fabric for a cover was bought and sewn.  Now try to imagine it with new gray paint on the walls because we've definitely entered the Decorating Domino Zone where one project cascades into the next.  After seeing how fab the new cushion fabric looked, I had to get new rugs for the floor as well.  The spouse looked a bit weepy and was muttering "where will it end" but I'm sure he was just overwhelmed with gratitude at my efforts to provide a comfortable home.

Now the walls look dated, so perhaps I'll start taping paint chips to the wall to decide on the new color.  The spouse wishes I'd just go back to quilting and let us do one home improvement project at a time. Did I mention we're about to gut our master bathroom and see if we can survive a renovation?  I'm going to lay in a case of wine and he's on his own.  I have severe arthritis and cannot get into, nor out of the bathtub. We have an '80s jetted tub that takes 40 gallons of water to fill, and is just gathering dust.  The new bathroom will have an extended zero entry shower with a bench and handheld sprayer, and grab bar.  It's going to be fantastic!! A potter friend suggested that should I ever add a stair glide chair to remember cup holders so I have a secure spot for my wine glass! Brilliant woman!  I wonder if it's too late to add a niche for wine in the shower?

Before we leave here's a picture of the small in physical form but big in personality Mr. Rocky.


Namaste friends.