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Creative Differences

A letter from Oliver:

As you know, My Girl has been making a quilt square for The Boy’s train club. This, plus the book, plus that work stuff she does has reduced my snuggle time to unacceptable levels. So when she mentioned to Obi and me that we could finish her sewing while she was gone last night, we considered it.

But then we realized that one of us would have to drive the loud bobby part and one of us would have to push down the pedal. As Obi was suggestion that my higher level of subdermal fluffiness made me a better candidate for pushing the pedal – I’m not sure exactly what that means but it felt like an insult – I remembered that our help wasn’t really appreciated a couple weekends ago when My Girl was making a receiving blanket.

I’ve been meaning to comment on this Andrew guy and “allergies”… Why are we sending presents to someone who values breathing over his responsibility to host a cat in his home? Seriously.

Anyway, we decided not to sew My Girl’s square for her.

Today, though, I saw an opportunity to really help. My Girl was laying out little squares of fabric to make a big square. This is where I should point out that the little squares were a big square to begin with but My Girl cut up the big square… Humans are weird.


As you can see, this is kind of a boring interpretation of a train. I offered an alternative with a little more flare.


For an artist, My Girl was not very open to this new idea. I was offered a supervisory position away from the dining room table.

And, as you can see, My Girl went back to her boring old plan.

Sometimes people don’t recognize genius when it’s right on front of their face. It would probably help if they had whiskers.



The Boy’s train club had their annual Christmas party this evening. The most important thing you need to know is that not one but TWO people asked me for the recipe for my baked apples. This isn’t something that happens. Ever.

Obi would point out that we’re lucky we survived me cooking.

We made out pretty well with the door prizes. We have a new jigsaw puzzle, just in time for Christmas. Sitting at the dining room table with coffee – and a dash of Irish Cream – working on a puzzle reminds me of my grandma. And Obi loves puzzles.

We’re still finding pieces from last year’s puzzle.

We also have a whole bunch of new coffee mugs, one travel mug, and a gift card. Plus! We won the big prize: a handmade, train themed quilt. Our friend Candy really wanted it and HER boy is in a lot of trouble for lending The Boy cash to buy tickets because we forgot to bring real money.

Kitten Thunder is very excited about the quilt.




They hope we never take it out of the bag.