This is all I can show you from today's baby shower soap remake. I've got three loaves in the oven and I'm not touching them until tomorrow morning which is actually today as you read this. I think all went well. I think. I can tell you it was no fun. I've got three more loaves to make today and then I will never want to see a bar of blue soap again.
I was really at my wit's end and ready to throw in the towel with that soap nonsense when the mail came. Thank you Sandy!!! If anyone ever needed a pick me up it was me. It was most appreciated-and yummy.
Part of my problem was that I made the mistake of venturing out and surveying the disaster in my yard yesterday morning and immediately burst into tears. No photo can show you the mess we have and worse-The Mister thinks it's no big deal. His plan was to let nature take it's course. We had words. Loud words. That's my yard. My front yard, my side yard, my backyard. Trees laying in the woods is one thing. All along the house is another. I was pi$$ed. He did bring me a peace offering and a promise to start a serious clean up. It may kill us, but it WILL be done.
Later I had another go at the ill fated baby quilt. Two of the fabrics will work and I found another from the original collection that wasn't too terrible. That made nine blocks. I don't think it will be too bad once the next surrounding row of printed fabrics go on but at this point, I don't even care. It will be what it will be. I am so over blue. Blue cards, blue soap, blue quilt. No wonder I'm feeling blue.