I woke up half a dozen times during the night. I guess it as anticipation for the events of today. I finally got up at 7:30 so I could check email before I headed out for the day. Nadine picked me up at nine and we made such good time we arrived at Material Girls about 20 minutes before they opened. It was then Nadine remembered that her ASG (American Sewing Guild) meeting started at 10:30 instead of 10 o’clock. So we went around to Starbucks where we asked for the skinniest iced latte they had. That turned out to be an Iced Sugar Free Syrup Flavored Latte made with nonfat milk which is 2 points for Weight Watchers. I wish that is the worst I strayed today! 
By time we got back over to the store, the ladies had gathered. I cruised the store on my way from the restroom back to join the ladies and found “The Little Box of Baby Quilts.” Don’t even ask. Of COURSE I bought it, like as though I don’t have enough quilt patterns already. Put a leash on me! I knit on my thermal baby blanket while the ASG gals did their thing.
About half way through the meeting I got a call from Bill. He said he couldn’t wait until I got home to tell me. He got a call from a lady who works at the VA Hospital in Seattle. A disabled veteran came in there today for his appointment and gave her the Purple Heart medal box that was stolen from Bill the other day. If you remember, the medal was not in it because he has that on display in a picture box on the living room wall. The guy’s neighbor found it in a ditch in on their road sometime yesterday. He went to the veteran and asked what he should do. It just happened the veteran had an appointment in Seattle today so he delivered it there because Bill’s old army inoculation record was in the box. So the VA was able to look him up from the info on the shot record and contact him. Bill said the lady was very nice and they are going to FedEx the box to him. Is that bizarre or what?
We left there at noon as we had to stop at the bank, eat lunch and get to the jacket class and be set up and ready to go by one o’clock. As we drove through the bank parking lot (I was driving Nadine’s car), a guy backed his car out of parking place right in front of us without ever looking. And he was NOT backing out slowly in case someone was coming! I hit the brakes and the horn in one fell swoop and he pulled back in and let us pass. My heart was still in my throat when I got up to the teller, but time I finished my transaction my pulse was back to normal. It is amazing how many folks think they are the only ones on the planet and it seems to get worse and worse!
We had coupons for Shari’s and El Fiesta. Shari’s isn’t known for speedy service so we went to El Fiesta where I blew most of my points for the day. My Weight Watcher’s “Dining Out” book didn’t list carne asada and only after eating it and logging into WW tonight did I discover it was 10 points. And that didn’t count the points for the small amount of beans and rice I had. Oh well…. When the waiter came back with the bill, I jokingly asked him if he charged extra for the fly that buzzed us all through lunch, but he said that was free. 
As we walked into Quality Sewing they told us the teacher was running late. She apparently thought the class was tomorrow. There were five of us for class so all got set up and ready. Judy, the teacher, arrived half an hour late but she made up the half hour at the end of class.
This is a picture of the jackets we will be making. We cut out the muslin backing and batting for the eight blocks that will go on the jackets, sewed them together, and cut out squares and strips for the block tops. Nadine and I both decided to do the flying geese blocks. I had the 1/8 th yard of fabric the pattern called for but Judy didn’t think it would be enough for 48 “geese” squares. Sigh…. By time I got that far along it was time to wind up for the day.
Nadine and I went to Joann Fabrics in Silverdale but they didn’t have the fabric I was looking for to make the “geese.” Oh yes, the other thing was we didn’t get the part of the class supply list that said to buy a silky type fabric for the lining so I have about three yards of black cotton that I had bought for that purpose. I did find a nice loud silk to use inside. We went into Port Orchard so I could check out that Joann Fabrics since that is where I originally bought the fabrics for this project. I was happy to find the fabric, but when I calculate the fabric needed for those 48 strips on the Quilt Yardage Calculator, it says I need 1/8 th of a yard. So I suppose I bought it and I didn’t need it. Oh well, $1.26 won’t break the bank.
Bill wanted some beef in oyster sauce so we stopped off at China Sun to get that. Nadine wanted to stop at the grocery store and I checked out all the Weight Watcher, Lean Cuisine and Healthy Choice dinners. I didn’t see too many that said “take me home.” That is good since we have no room in the little freezer that replaced the big one. I did get one Angel Hair Marinara that looked appetizing.
It was six o’clock by time we pulled into my driveway. We got all my stuff unloaded and Nadine took off. I got on the Weight Watcher site to see if I could determine the damage I had done with lunch. Actually, anything over the 22 “target” points for the day comes out of the 35 “weekly” points. When I did WW back in 2001, I had a daily range of points you were supposed to stay within, like 23-28. I think they just clumped those extra 5 points per day into the “weekly” points. I usually tried to eat on the lower end of the points because I wasn’t getting exercise.
After Bill ate his dinner he filled me in on the report from the alarm company. They will install the thing for the front, back and sliding glass doors. They also install a motion detector that would pick up if all else failed. He says folks in the neighborhood should easily be able to hear the siren. I want to find out how much extra it costs to have the one that calls your cell phone so we’ll check that out tomorrow.
He also told me about his conversation with the guy who took his Purple Heart box to the VA. The guy is a quadriplegic in a wheelchair. He says some of his neighbors he trusts will be “beating the bushes” to check for any more of our stuff. Obviously whoever robbed us was in a car to have gone that far. It was a strange place to dump it unless the culprits live there because it is a dead end road that is only about 3/4 of a mile long. And so the story continues…..
As We Remember 9/11
Many heart-touching stories were circulated after the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001. None seems more spiritually significant than that of ironworker Frank Silecchia. As he was helping to recover bodies, Frank noticed two steel beams in the shape of a cross standing upright in the middle of all the debris.
Appointing himself as the curator of that striking symbol of God’s love, he often took heartbroken visitors to see it. Many of them were comforted by the silent testimony to the divine Presence in the worst of tragedies. One day when journalist Barbara Walters came with tearful friends who had lost a son in the catastrophe, Frank simply led them to the cross.
The answer to the world’s terrible pain and evil is not a philosophical argument or a theological treatise. The all-sufficient answer is Calvary’s cross, where in fathomless grace Jesus, the incarnate God, took upon Himself the burden of our sins and bore them “in His own body on the tree, that we . . . might live for righteousness” (1 Peter 2:24).
If you have not been led to Calvary’s cross, let me take you there. He died for you and then rose again. Believe in Him and you will be saved (1 Cor. 1:21). — Vernon Grounds.
The pathway to heaven begins at the foot of the cross.
Hi Diane. Was finally able to get out cyberwalking again and wanted to check on you and see what you were up to ... 
Hi Carol, I get a "lump in my chest" reading your thoughts that you share .. thanks for reminding us how life is a 
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