Ninth Grade girls. They can really put down their junk food.
Sleep, is essential. Even when you are running on a million cups of coffee and an entire bag of starbursts.
Little girls DO steal, in case you didn't know, and I had to "catch one," stealing a pullout from a magazine.... A WebKinz poster. Poor kid. Fortunately it was her father who caught and reprimanded her, but she had to turn it in to me.
My husband likes to put red chili flakes on everything, and today, he put them in his vegetable soup. Weird.
The neighbors near us (above, below, or beside, I can't tell from where,) have an unhealthy obsession of Celine Dion's My Heart Will Go On. That would explain why I keep having strange tragic boat dreams. I really wish they would stop.
It IS strange to meet the person who got the job you were interviewing for. I met her yesterday at work and found out she has been teaching for 20+ years, and the job at Norton was the ONLY interview she got. I'm screwed.
It's very possible that my two supervisors are having an... um... "fling," together. One of them will be on duty and the other will just show up, for the heck of it, then they will disappear into the office for a while. Also weird.
Just because a tropical storm is projected to come your way, doesn't mean it will. Think of it like a two year old boy. You never know what's going to happen.
People start to be very generous to you when they find out you're poor and broke. Eulie almost bought us a trashcan. But then he didn't. And now I am still without a trash can. But we are very close!
Quilts are interesting to make. Because. You see. The sewing isn't so bad, it's the figuring out what "quilting," actually means. I kind of forgot about that part.
And finally, it is very easy to get behind in things. Like blogging. Emailing. Phone calls. and book club reading. I'm working on it. Hopefully I will be all caught up soon.
Below are some of the pictures of my quilt making process, though I haven't taken any since I actually began sewing them all together, that's to come later.
Also, Ian and I leave to go see his grandfather and step grandmother (Pop and Sylvia,) tomorrow, in Helen, GA. We'll probably only be there for 2 days, and we'll definately be home by Friday night. Pictures and stories to come.