First, I do read any comment left on my blog. I just haven't had to time to respond because I've been busy. It annoys me when I leave a comment and get no response/acknowledgment. I don't want to be that blogger. I was going to leave my own comment, but I thought it would be too long, then I didn't have a chance to post, and now I've forgotten what I wanted to say.
My unemployment benefits were denied based on something that had nothing to do with me getting fired. So I have started the appeals process and if I am denied a second time, I can appeal again and then we'll have a hearing. I do not think the company wants a hearing. I have plenty of evidence the company has done wrong, but they don't have much evidence that I am a bad employee. Several people have told me the company usually denies the first time in hopes that people will just give up. All have told me to appeal and most are still urging me to file a lawsuit. I really don't want to go to court, but I suppose I will if I have to.
In other, more exciting news, I cooked food from my very own garden last night! We had steamed Brussel sprouts, slow cooker ribs, and mac 'n' cheese. Kevin raved about it. He even liked the sprouts. They had a very nice color. I love going out and picking dinner two hours before I cook it. I want to grow more food. I've decided to try potatoes. I'm feeling adventurous.
I wanted to plant gourds today (very useful for crafting and making birdhouses. I love the birds) but it is raining here and will probably rain all day.
Now- about those monkeys...
When I was a child, I had a toy called 'Barrel of Monkeys' It was a red, plastic barrel filled with red, plastic monkeys. The monkeys' arms linked together. Several months ago, I was at my parents' house and I found the barrel of monkeys. I decided it would be great in an art quilt.
The monkeys have been sitting on my sewing table. I've been waiting for them to talk to me. Quilts tell me how they want to be made. I have an idea, I gather fabric, and then I wait. Sometimes the quilt starts talking immediately. Sometimes it takes a while. Most irritating is when the quilt changes its mind a few dozen times.
Two days ago, the monkeys finally spoke. I had been thinking red monkeys on black and white triangles, but they said no, too plain, too boring. They liked stripes. Black, red, blue, and few oddball colors thrown in for the hell of it, like pink.
They also want me to add parrots so they'll have someone to talk to.
I'm not sure about the parrots. I've been trying to get the stripes together. I do know I need to have a finished place for the monkeys to go before I open that barrel or they'll be all over the place.