The Tank (my cat) wants to know why his kitty telepathy does not work. He wants me to go back to bed, so he can be warm and cozy. It must be frustrating to know that you are the True Ruler of the world, but your lackeys remain horribly unaware of your identity. Poor fierce kitty.
I am getting ready to work on a queen sized quilt done in blues, purples, and deep greens. What? No lime green, orange, or yellow? It is a little odd to look at a pile of fabric that doesn't make my eyes water. In the next couple of months I have several large projects to complete, but first I am finishing up a new stack of crowns and a bag as part of some special orders. And still, I resist the Tank's telepathy...