All week I planned and schemed and plotted - I had grandiose ideas about ALL of the UFO's I would complete this weekend. With time to spare. (clears throat) Well. My trusty old electrolux decided that it was time to hang up its hoses. As in - Saturday morning DOA. Now, in a household such as ours, where terrier hair competes with retriever hair competes with skanky cat hair - one cannot be without a vacuum cleaner. So .. I did what any red blooded knitter/quilter hater-of-housework would do - I sent the Can-Do-Guy off to Lowes and he returned with this:
Check out its pedigree:
Can-Do-Guy assembled this bad boy and ran it back and forth over the dining room carpet and let me be the first to say - Mr. Dyson, I adore you. You are my Hero. That's all I have.