Boring

I haven't written lately because, well, life has been boring. I don't do well with lots of time on my hands. Yes, I have plenty of quilts to sew and books to read, but there is only so much you can read and sew in a day. My stack of books that have been read continues to grow. Thank goodness for libraries. I will tell you though that last week I was very excited to sew. I spent the time setting up my sewing table, getting all my supplies out, and setting up the machine only to find out the sewing machine didn't want to sew. It was having an attitude!! So I decided that it was time to have it serviced. Seeing as I've had it two years and haven't taken it in, I carried it into the store the next day and told the man it needed "an attitude adjustment." He didn't even laugh or smile. He did promise I would have it back by the long weekend for which I was grateful.

Thursday, Carmen and I took the kids and went to the local art museum. The featured artist is using spools of thread to make pictures of people. The cool thing was all the pictures are upside down. As we walked through the museum most of what her little one would say is, "This is a strange place." After the museum we ran up to get my sewing machine back. I sat down on Friday to sew and it worked beautifully. For $79.95 you too can have an attitude adjustment. If only it were that easy.

Friday was Grammie and Pa's 63rd wedding anniversary so I went and got flowers and an apple pie. Grammie loved the flowers and Pa was happy for the pie and banana bread that I had made earlier that morning. I told Grammie that it was too hot to back so I made Joe Albertson do the work. She just laughed. [Earlier in the week, I had asked Grammie how to make an apple pie. She didn't know and we agreed apple pie for the Fourth is kind of wierd since apples aren't in season. We thought maybe strawberries or cherrrie pie would be better. I told her I would bring her some apple pie because I didn't need to eat the whole thing seeing as I'm delicate. She just laughed and said, "Yep, you're a Black and you're mine." It couldn't have been said better.]

Saturday, I sewed like mad on a quilt and when I got most of it finished I discovered that I had sewed the rows upside down. I sat down and thought I was going to have to tear out about 160" of thread, but then I discovered that I only had to tear out 40" and redo the original pattern. Good thinking on my part. I love that fact that all the thread goes into my little thread container and I'm slowly filling the bottom. Now I just need to use a color other than white. :-)

Sunday, I drove to the airport to pick up Rachel. As I was driving on the freeway I saw the funniest thing. There was a pickup truck with a camper on the truck bed. Not too abnormal you would say. Then on the front, there was a moped. Just like a bike rack except it was a moped rack? A little dangerous for viewing the road if I do say so.

Well, that's all for my adventures. I should probably get back to sewing a quilt since I leave for Colorado in 1 1/2 weeks. I have enough quilts to work on while I'm down there that I'm not taking my monochramatic one with me and I need to have it finished before I leave.