I didn’t sew at all this weekend.
Ok, so that’s a lie. I did sew, but only hand sewing. Otherwise, there was no sewing this weekend.
I’m not entirely OK that there wasn’t any sewing, but I’m not upset enough to make up my mind.
Instead of sewing, we bought some art.
Andrew found these over his lunch hour one day at the coffee shop in the River Market. He was telling me about them so I offered to go purchase them on Saturday. We don’t actually get the art for another couple of weeks until the show is over. These are going above his couch in his man cave.
I made tacos for Sunday dinner with our building friends. Fried tacos…the way my family makes them.
I can’t take any credit for this amazing stenciling job at my sister’s house. I believe this is the work of my aunt and sister. AMAZING! I desperately want to do this in my house, but I can’t think of where it would be appropriate. Maybe our bedroom…maybe. I’m not sure if Andrew would be OK with that. And I’d probably have to choose a more modern/geometric stencil. We’ll see…I’m not a big fan of painting, so it may never happen.
And that was my weekend. Hardly any sewing. Lots of cooking. And lots of time with friends. It was a great weekend even though there was no sewing involved.