notes from the past week

My week started on Saturday with *the best* muffins from Harley Chick, who arrived with her homemade treats and a friendly face.

I needed both. She helped me pack up china at Mom’s house (which is about to get a major renovation) and rescue a couple of old cookbooks. Harley Chick loves old cookbooks.

I managed to find a chair for her to sit on while we drank coffee and nibbled on muffins at my house.

The continued dismantling of our house as we await the elusive construction crew.

On Sunday we were invited to brunch at the Coast Guard House. It was a gorgeous day and the beach parking lot was filled with cars–there were surfers and beach walkers galore.

Sammy came to visit Tuesday afternoon. We made ice cream and ate mini cupcakes, but mostly we just curled up on the couch and watched cartoons. He introduced me to a hilarious show called “Boss Baby”.

Wednesday my friend Barb and her husband Rod (from down the street) took Mom’s refrigerator and my father’s little wood stove. They have found a great home and will be much appreciated.

On Thursday I once again wracked my brain to come up with something that Mom would enjoy doing…and was capable of. She is very frail, but she loves getting out and about. So I drove her to Macy’s, half an hour north, to stagger around the store and admire the spring clothes and study the clearance racks. She swore she needed larger pants and wanted blue ones, so we bought a couple of pairs (yesterday she told me they were too small, so I’ll be returning them tomorrow) and then had lunch at the food court at the mall. The day was a huge hit.

Mom discovered sliders and loved them.

The Funny Grandson went to a KISS concert in Dallas. The ticket was his Christmas present.

On Friday I cleaned and packed and even sewed a little. I also learned the kitchen cabinets did not arrive this week and work will not start Monday as we thought. This was not happy news.

And see this? I thought I was so clever finishing this chevron baby quilt Friday afternoon.

How it is supposed to look.
What happened on rows 9 and 10.

I have a lot of seams to rip out as I watch the stupid Bachelor on TV Monday night. This is not going to be an easy fix.

We’ve eaten our last frozen casserole (stockpiled last fall), so my back is to the wall now and I know I have to start cooking again, though I really don’t want to. I know I’ll be glad to have meals tucked in the freezer for those days (weeks?) while we are living and/or cooking in the basement, but my heart isn’t in it.

My heart is at Subway.

The rain is pouring down–thank goodness it’s not snow–and I will head out to the grocery store soon. I have a list for future meals–beef bourguignon, pulled pork, a couple of chicken casseroles–that will freeze well. I just have to get off my rear and start cooking.

We’ll be painting window trim today, after the beef stew goes in the crock pot. I know it will be lovely when it’s all done, but it sure is taking a long time to get started. It’s hard to believe that a small under-the-sink flood could cause such an uproar, but here we are.

I continue to need this reminder.

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2 Responses to notes from the past week

  1. Marge Fridrich. says:

    Oh my!

    Also. I don’t see anything wrong with the quilt top. Just creativity. 🤔🌹

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