Michael’s golf game got postponed on Monday
morning (3/30) until 12:30, so he made me a breakfast sandwich I could eat on
the road. He read the paper in the
living room in front of the fire and had some company:
I left before 9 AM to drop off a bunch of
stuff (thread to Willa, soup (a return of a borrowed can) to Jeannie, checks to
the bank, books to the library and our taxes to the accountant’s) before
heading to June’s house for our 10 AM meeting.
We had a wonderful time visiting and working, and June has a beautiful sewing room:
She is making up a beautifully fitted
pattern for flared shorts and a matching top for me…we bartered my quilting
services for her fitting services. I
didn’t get home until 3 PM and I was beat.
( I don’t know why as June did all of the work!) Anyway, when Michael came home (with an 88!)
from golf…he kept staring at my neck. I
have markings all over my body
that I am really hoping June was correct about…that
they’ll come off in the shower tomorrow morning. Otherwise I look like I’m all marked up for
surgery. We had Chinese for dinner, then
Michael left for a playhouse board meeting, and I headed to the studio and got
1/2 way through loading up a quilt before he got home.
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