I started a part-time job this week at the quilt store not far from my house. One day a week I will go to the shop and cut fabric and help folks figure out how to put colors together for a quilt. The ladies that work there are "master" quilters so as I cut cloth I get to hear the in's and out's of what to do and what NOT to do... gosh, I think I'll feel guilty about getting paid - I think I'm getting the best deal here.
I worked out today and as I was leaving I heard on of the ladies say, " I'm going to get a massage today, this is been a horrible day for me. I lost my cat. The automatic garage door got her..." I thought she did well just to get out today, I don't think I could have left the house.I'm watching Bob's blog (Saito56) to see if "Fay" has decided to move West or just hover over Jacksonville.I'm in another one of those " not reading books" funk. This is about the third time this year~ not sure exactly what it means.Its about time for a visit from Lynell. She's in New Orleans, taking care of folks. She has gone MAD quilting. I've made about 5 since January, she is handing them out like candy to her friends. I bet she can get a whole quilt done and in the mail in two weeks! What a gal.I'm going to ck MzScarlett's blog and see if Big Foot has shown up in her ER.Laterz y'all.