A little off topic.

I neglected to say in my first stab at yesterday's post, that I would draw the name of the winner  on Sunday evening.......I added it later, so for those of you who read my post early on, I just wanted to let you know.

Now, off subject. A question to all the women out there.
Have you ever been out walking your dog, or just walking, and wished that you could face into some bushes, and relieve your screaming bladder???   You know, like a man can???
Without taking half your clothes off, and baring your butt for the world to see?
Ah, yes, I know you could wear a dress, and pull it off, but with my luck, I would pee on the dress.
I just wish that ONCE, I could take a whiz like that, without worrying about poison ivy, or peeing on my shoe, or losing my balance and toppling over into the pickers.
That's all.
While Roy gets to pee 52 times on a walk, before I give up counting, and I am unable to go even once,
well, it just seems so unfair.
There.   I felt moved to rant just then.

The weaving bootcamp is concluded, and it was a good time.
They had a blast.
We ate, drank, did a lot of weaving, and talking and laughing.   I am sure that they are as tired as I am.

Not only did Diane, on the left, come up with a great idea for the new chunky chair pad, but she also made a 'rocking' blue jean caterpillar table runner.
Not pictured is Lynne's table runner, that she just finished this morning, with selvedges as good as mine.
I am impressed!

When L got there this morning, she suggested that we try a rug in the 'chunky chair pad' style.
I said, yes, let's.
Then with one pointed question, she changed the entire process.
ONE QUESTION.  WHY are you doing it THAT way?
HUH????
And OMG, I am serious, she just cut the labor involved in these rugs in HALF.
Lois, my lovely apprentice.

And here it is.....fat, chunky, colorful, and NEW.

The evolution of the Solmate sock rug, from our first efforts a few years ago, to this rug which will NOT SHED.

Is thick and cushy enough for next to the bed, in front of the tub, soft enough for the baby or the dog.
Sorry, Sydney.  You know I meant you, too.

I am totally smitten with the way it looks, its chunkiness, and the new, improved, slimmed down version of prep work.

I am fairly jumping with joy.

I almost don't mind that I can't pee in the bushes standing up.
Almost.