Well, I didn't really go anywhere. The men folk jetted off to exotic locations. Well, maybe not exotic. The kid went to Grandma's house for a week of Grandma Camp and the engineer returned to his homeland for a cousin's wedding. I stayed here and enjoyed the peace and quiet. Well, as much quiet as you can get with a cat, two dogs and a flock of chickens. Come to think of it, it's not quiet at all.
I indulged myself in as many girly activities as I could muster. Things like shopping. It's not particularly a joy to go shopping with a 15 year old boy in tow. Their enthusiasm leaves a lot to be desired. So I shopped all by myself with great pleasure, both at my favorite quilt shops and at department stores where they sell fun things like clothes, shoes and underwear. You're not allowed to shop for underwear when you have a 15 year old boy. They'd prefer a gruesome death than to be caught shopping for underwear.
I also spent some time with my sewing machine. The poor thing having been ignored since the holidays. I finished up a paper piecing quilt top I had started last December.
Then I decided it's too warm yet to have a heavy quilt in my lap while quilting it so I set it aside and started another one. It's a simple one so I should get it done over this weekend, I'm already half way there.
When I was out shopping I picked up a bread maker. So I've been puttering around with that too. That was the extent of my kitchen work while they were gone. I have an amazing ability to survive on nothing but cold cereal. So the engineer is home now and it's back to fixing meals again. We just polished off a feast of our own green eggs, bacon from the pig from around the corner and homemade toast and jam. Tonight we're going to have fried chicken, but that's a story for tomorrow...