There's been some minor interest in the goings on at chez tarabu, so here's your update:
* I'm a lousy sidewalker - I netted nothing this week. I am slightly excused in that half the path on the way to work has been ripped out and has lovely new brickwork that has yet to be sullied by much debris.
* One of our new hens died. Did I tell you we got new hens? Possibly not, I've been busy. Well, we got five new hens and a rooster and one of the hens, who happened to be the rooster's special friend, died. We know she was alive at two in the afternoon and dead by seven in the evening, so she got buried instead of eaten.
The rooster's name is Foghorn (although he's not a leghorn breed) and the girls are Madeline, Brigitte, and two other French names I forget at the moment (they were named by their last family).
* My girlfriend's baby is due in six days and I'm just now starting her quilt. sigh
* I've signed up for five shows this fall and committed a quilt to a local school's anniversary raffle.
Evidence would suggest I am an idiot who does not know how to manage my time.