My grandmother would have been 94 today, but died at 86. I still miss her. Happy Birthday, Grandma. It was hard for her to celebrate, however; she lost her son this same week in 1984 and then her husband in 1992, the same week.
Today, Census is having a quilt display to honor Women's History Month. I'll be displaying two quilts. I'm hoping I'll meet other quilters from the building and we can form a once-a-month lunchtime group.
My regular Bowie guild is having their annual quilt show this weekend and my quilt is almost ready, just need to put a label on the back.
I was the only person to show up for my group session last night at the personal trainer's gym so I had a private session at the group price. My arms were very rubbery afterward with all the different things he had me do.
The new dishwasher, a couple weeks old now, is doing fine, very quiet. The capacity is a bit more and the tines have a different arrangement than the old one, so I'm still trying to learn the best loading/running procedure. It's that sweet spot I'm looking for, don't want to run it too empty, but if I wait another day, I'll have more than enough to fill it.
I think I'll make a cup of tea.
1 comment:
I know what you mean about the dishwasher sweet spot. The problem with my non-standard dishwasher is that no one else seems to know it but me.
We loved the Gilmore Girls. I appreciated it more once Lorelai made more big mistakes.
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