I woke up slowly, and finally got out
of bed at 8:20. I deleted all the e-mails I knew I didn't want, then
proceeded to open the rest and delete most of them. I emptied the
dishwasher while listening to an interview. I juiced celery, red
peppers, a cucumber and a small piece of leek. The leek did not make
good juice. Ugh. Then I remembered to do the chi gung and 3-D
exercises. Finally I fixed breakfast. After eating, I packed a
lunch consisting of hummus, nori, olives stuffed with garlic, and
coconut water. My sewing box was packed, but I decided to take the
PVC quilt frame. So I pulled it apart and put the pieces in the bag
I made for it, then tied it up like the Koreans do for carrying.
Unfortunately I laid it down again to open the garage door and forgot
it entirely. I put my sewing stuff in the car and drove to First
Christian Church. Carolyn saw me come in and gave me a tiny jar of
her anti-aging formula. I rubbed some on my forehead. Mirna came
later, bringing my quilt. It was nicely done. I wrote her a check,
then had to move it so the table could be used for lunch. Joan
wanted to taste my coconut water, so I let her pour some into a
spoon. She said it was good. Rebecca came later (apparently she
went to Panda without me), and I was able to give her the bag of
fabric she left last week. I also thought to turn in the scarves to
the preschool. There was a sign-up sheet for bringing cake or
cupcakes for the monthly celebration of birthdays. I signed up for
March, and Rebecca signed up then, too. It seems they all think I am
going to bring something weird, healthy and unpalatable. I was going
to cut some fabric to make sashing for my Linus blocks, but Lauri saw
it and wanted it and was willing to give me something in exchange, so
I agreed. She went to Hobby Lobby and bought a yard of blue. I
offered to pay her 'cause my piece was less than half a yard, but she
refused. I worked on the cross project until she got back, and then
cut the blue for sashing. I laid out my blocks in a pleasing manner
and then sewed the left side of each block to the sashing strips.
They were all connected by thread since I did not cut, so the order
was preserved. The bobbin thread ran out 4 inches before I finished
the last block. During the process, the top thread jumped out of the
take-up lever. I decided the problem was in the springy thing, so I
leafed through the manual to find a picture of how the springy thing
should look. There were not any good ones, but it seemed to be lower
in the diagrams, so I pushed it down with a seam ripper and had no
more problems (until the bobbin ran out). Then I packed up, hoping
to get home before 5. I got home only minutes before Chris did. I
went in through the garage, and so did he. I put a bowl of bean soup
in the toaster oven. I finished breakfast, then made more fermented
nut cheese. Then the soup was hot. I put a large leaf of kelp in
it. After ward I had a square of dark chocolate with blueberries. I
put some more cream on the spot on my forehead, wondering for the umteenth time
why it is so persistent. Then we watched TV downstairs. It was a
Netflix movie called A Sound of Thunder, loosely based on a novel by
Ray Bradbury. They never explained how stepping on a butterfly on a
dinosaur hunt caused the 21 st century to go prehistoric.
It was pretty dark, so I asked if we could watch something else to
take the edge off. Star Trek to the rescue. Chris prepared for
tomorrow, knowing there is a chance snow will close everything. I
stayed up to finish my e-mail.
* this is Bertha's quilt *
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