Just have to add a little post to tell that they called about the biopsy--it is negative all the way. Not cancer, no pre-cancer cells. I just need to do the follow up mammogram in 6 months. I still don't know if I was in denial or if I really had faith.

Yesterday went by without a hitch--the biopsy was done on schedule. They approached it from a different direction. Now will be waiting to hear. Was a tad bit more tender than the first time around...I didn't get much rest last night. However after my husband left for work, I managed to get a couple hours of really sound sleep. Kind of feel refreshed.

But wait a minute...I have not told about the previous night. The night before the biopsy. I had one heck of a night. I still put the kitties in 'their' room at night till we can get some rest. However, I have been getting anxious to have them sleep with us. Tuesday night was the second night I have attempted to leave them out, with me sleeping on the couch. Just to see how they do.

I thought it was going great. Chunky Monkey climbed up on my side and was sleeping so peacefully. I was not sure where 'she' was. I think I even dozed off, only to wake up and think it just might work if I went on to bed. WRONG!

Soon as I opened the door, the girl appeared out of nowhere and the boy woke up bright-eyed! I am assuming bright-eyed. Could only kind of see their outlines. They flew to the bed and started pouncing around. It was Playtime! My husband was really sound asleep and snoring...I managed to round them up in the dark and take them to their room without him ever knowing a thing.

By the time that was done I was wide awake. So I stick in a quilting video, lay down in the floor, and am asleep in short order. (I cannot stay awake if I lay down to watch quilt videos--they are better than any sleeping pill.) I woke in an hour or so I think, got up and went back to bed. I went to sleep, but I swear I don't think I slept any time till husband got up, and what does he do after he goes to the bathroom? He lets the kitties out.

They come flying back in there, and the little girl especially considers the bed her own personal, private playground. She was up there in a flash, and pouncing on anything and everything. The boy was up and down and playing some, but not as bad as her. But wait! What is at the head of our bed? A mini-blind. And he sees the cords hanging down. She sees him see them. They both get up there right by my head and start trying to get the mini-blind cords. It was rattle, rattle, rattle. Rattle, rattle, rattle!

I got up again and snatched them both, took them back to the living room, and shut the door to our bedroom! So it wasn't like worry was keeping me awake--it was my two lovely kitties. But you know, I am not complaining. I think they have kept me sane the past bit.

And I know now that they are going to be quality control for my quilting. The first sign of that is I have a quilt I keep near the couch for when I lay in there or on the floor....it is one that my mom tied. Just strips sewn together. But it is warm and snuggly, and she made it. Well, they both like to claim it.

Then this morn after I had my really sound sleep, I came into the dining room where I have a quilt chest. It has clear plexiglass sides so you can stack your quilts in it and see them. Well, I keep the lid open with tops hanging over it. It looks really good like that. So I came in here, and there were both the kitties: they had pulled the tops down and were sleeping on them. I did manage to get get some snapshots of Chunky.

This is Lucy, thinking about climbing up my legs. I am so glad that I wear jeans...it does not feel good when I have my pj's on and she decides she wants to come up and see me. Usually when they are hungry and I go to get their food, the both come running and jump up to my thighs and hang on!

I have been trying to decide what to start next....I wanted to make something little and quick to send to another friend that I went to high school with. Her birthday is the 12th, so I really need to get busy. Is it stupid to want to do something with bright flowers at this time of year? That is what I really want to do, but have about decided to quick make a couch quilt out of the blocks left over from that last quilt top I made. The one that kind of his an Irish chain feel to it. I wonder if I could get it done, with getting that biopsy tomorrow???

She lives in Pennsylvania so I would really have to buckle down and work on it every minute. I really think she would appreciate it. We were not the best of friends in high school, yet we had went to the same little elementary school so in one sense we had things in common. Had not heard from her since high school, then a couple years ago on my birthday, I got an email from her and we have been emailing each other since.

Sometime we want to make it to Tennessee at the same time...when either one of us goes down, three of our other life time friends and whichever of us two is down there, always get together and go out to eat. And talk and talk.

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It is close to midnight here. I couldn't write about mom last week...too many bitter memories surfaced after seeing my sisters. I really prefer not to dwell on the bad, but it did exist. But there was good, too.

I remember one summer for some reason we had a little bit of down time when we didn't have anything pressing in the garden or tobacco. Mom pulled out 3 quilt tops and we tied them all. I cannot remember what two of them were but one of them was Hands_All_Around.

I still have it. This is just a sample I found on the web...

I remember her laughing and saying people would think we were crazy making quilts in the summer; it was hot and we had not air conditioning. So she did have a point. But she also talked about we would not be getting cold in the winter.

Sometimes I wonder how she stayed so interested in quilting. There were no quilt shows, no magazines. I remember when it was an absolute thrill to find one of the women's magazines with a quilt featured. Then came Quilter's Newsletter Magazine. I still have all mom's old issues and love to look at them every now and then. I would like to know if it was the first magazine dedicated to quilting.....I have a feeling that it was, but not sure.

One time she was able to buy this big box of scraps from a sewing factory for $5. In my mind it was a huge box, and I honestly think it was at least 20-24 inches wide, probably 12-15 inches deep, and it was much longer than it was wide. I think it took both my brothers who were teen-agers to carry it in. (And they were not small teen-agers either.) It was a treasure chest for her. I think she only made quilts and braided rugs from them. To this day that is one of my best memories.