My Friday Night Sew In accomplishment:
It seems a little meager, doesn't it? No, I wouldn't even be offended if you described it as somewhat pathetic.
I had great plans of getting off work at 5:30 (or maybe even sneaking out a little earlier--shhhhh! Don't tell the boss!), driving home on an empty freeway at a speed Mario Andretti would have approved, changing into my jammies, fixing myself some tea or hot chocolate (or having Brad Pitt show up with a Starbucks iced latte for me), and being ready to begin the sew in by 6 p.m. Didn't happen.
Instead I worked late. Driving home, I deftly avoided a few of what I suspect were drinking drivers who considered lane lines a mere suggestion. I got home at 8:03 p.m. and changed into my jammies. (At least ONE thing went according to plan.) Hubby was cooking dinner, which was a pretty good deal, but a slow start on heating up the oven meant we didn't eat until almost 9 p.m. Brad Pitt? No, just Hubby wearing a tie dyed Sierra Nevada Brewery T-shirt and no Starbucks iced latte anywhere in evidence.
I started doing some basting of the stars while dinner was heating and then I got going on the applique. Around 12:30-ish, I had progressed to pressing the four star squares and sewing them together. So that's it, the center of one more block of Hallowe'en 1904 is done, and now it's bed time. Maybe when I retire to the bedroom, I'll find Brad Pitt with that iced latte. I forgot to look there earlier. One can only dream.