I managed to get in a bike ride Tuesday morning (6/2) before we left for another follow-up vet appointment for Cookie. She is currently in remission….but you know what that means. She must still be monitored over the next several months to make sure she doesn’t have a relapse.
We were finally home around 2 PM after additional stops at the chiro, Food Lion and the bank. I did intake on a customer quilt, and got a tiny bit of sewing/ironing done….my 8’’ squares QoV is finally sewn into rows:
As I mentioned before, I am not really enamored of the pattern and doubt that I will do it again....but I did make some notes about what fabrics are needed and dimensions for cutting just in case.
Michael wanted a pretzel from the food truck, so I called Paula to see if she wanted to go along…..at this point you should start singing the theme from ‘Gilligan’s Island’….we should have been gone 10 – 15 minutes….but it was more like an hour!!! First stop, the Lake House….no pretzel truck to be found, next stop, the bank (the teller transposed the numbers on the check I cashed, and when I finally counted the money, I had $45 too much. We finally got that all straightened out). Then we decided to check the Lodge for the food truck….no dice…but we talked to someone there and she asked us to let Geneva know at the Lake House…back the Lake House we went, to tell Geneva about the truck….she was shocked as she had checked that it arrived at 3 PM as scheduled….but it apparently left within an hour, as it wasn’t there when we got there. In the meantime I got a phone call from Michael….I had left my driver’s license at the bank….so back to the bank we went!! When I finally got home I felt like we had been round the bend and back :~). And my adorable puppy was snoring away in the living room:
Fortunately the rest of the evening was uneventful.
Peaceful protesters were tear gassed and shot with rubber bullets so that Trump could have a photo-op, because of course...that is what's most important these days: