I woke around six and dozed off and on till 7:45. By time I had a cup of coffee, ate a bite and dressed it was time to head off to Ladies Bible Study. I wore my new jacket and it got rave reviews. The lining caught everyone’s eye. We had a nice study on God as El Shaddai (God Almighty). After a short break where I indulged in a bite of Silvia’s yummy pound cake, we had a time of sharing and praying. I told the group about little Mason and his situation and we lifted him and his family in prayer along with the other requests of the group.
I left there and went to Wok II Teriyaki where I picked up miso soup for me and hot and sour soup for Bill. Then I went to Nadine’s where we had lunch before working on more computer stuff. She had tried, unsuccessfully, to download some embroidery designs she purchase so I showed her how to do it. Doing this can vary from website to website, from designer to designer, so it makes it hard to teach her how to do it. And then it just takes some little glitch to throw it all off and even I have to stop and figure it out. She offered me one of the last of her yummy peaches and then I hit the road for Key Center to collect the mail.
At the library, I modeled the jacket for Barbara and collected three movies. Then I went across the street to show Gaye (my hairdresser) and Lynn (nail tech and a quilter). Lynn wasn’t there but I know she would be interested in the quilting on the jacket so I’ll have to go by there another time so she can see it. Everyone else in the shop oohed and ahhed over it, so I guess it is an impressive jacket.
I finally made it home but haven’t gotten much done since then. EXCEPT, I finally worked out everything so I can attend the entire Fort Worden Knitting Retreat Oct 31 – Nov 4. Yippeeee…. I have a room in the knitter’s barracks for Wednesday and Thursday nights. Then I have to find other quarters or go home. I called the hostel at Fort Worden this afternoon and found out I can get either a bed in the dorm or a private room for Friday and Saturday nights. For $8 more, I sprung for the room. If it turns out that I get a room in the barracks with the knitters, then I can cancel this room. It is just a short walk from the hostel to the knitter’s barracks. The only other “hitch” is that they are closed from 10:30 to 5 every day so I have to take everything I’ll need for the day with me when I leave in the morning. Pat is adding me on for the extra meals and I’m good to go!
Of course, Bill is already moaning about being left by himself. I told him the other day that turn about is fair play, so I think he should fly down to California to see his nephew Jeremy when he is home from Iraq between Thanksgiving and Christmas. We had talked about going down there for Christmas before the burglary but that event doesn’t make us anxious to leave the house for any length of time. Bill asked if I would be afraid to be alone, and I told him that I wouldn’t. I’ll just put up my targets with the centers shot out from gun practice on the doors and say “Enter at your own risk, my wife WILL shoot.” I don’t know if I can talk him into going or not, but I would like for him to do it. After all, I went to Walla Walla for two weeks last year and then to Hawaii for two weeks.
Time to move along and watch some of the movies that are piling up. It is either feast or famine!
Someday my life’s little day will soften down to eventide. My sunset hours will come . . . . And then, I know there will arise, out of the dusk, a dawning fairer than any dawn that has yet broken upon me. Out of the last tints of sunset there shall rise a day such as I shall never have known before; a day that shall restore to me all that the other days have taken from me, a day that shall never fade into twilight. - F. W. Boreham
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