I had a dream last night that I was in a grocery store and kept knocking down displays in the aisles—boxes, cans, you name it—when I tried to squeeze by with my pregnant belly.
When I went in for an appointment with my midwives the other day, my fundal height was 28 centimeters—right on for this week. My ankles aren’t swollen yet, but my hands are just a bit. It is not as easy to slip my rings on and off as it used to be. One of my midwives suggested drinking spearmint iced tea, as it may help reduce swelling.
I finished crocheting the Little Star Afghan. I made it 20 rounds—19 of a light yellow and then the outer round white, for a border. I just started working on this Blue Alphabet cross-stitch sampler. I usually stay away from cross-stitch because it’s so tedious and time-consuming, but I figured I should be able to handle this design because it has a lot of open space and only five colors.
I meet with some women from my church every Saturday morning at a café. The café sells these yummy cream-cheese-filled marionberry scones. The other day I tried to replicate them in my own kitchen. The scone part came out fine, but the filling (I tried cream cheese beaten with an egg) got dry and rubbery. Next time I will try leaving the egg out of the filling and maybe stirring in a little jam. Does anyone have a recipe for cream-cheese-filled scones you would like to share?