My Labor Day weekend started early this year. I had a visit from Meli & Mom and their assistant, Other Ann. We passed an idyllic couple of days eating as much as possible. You know it’s going to be Good Times when a houseguest hands you a Costco-size cheese danish before she even gets out of the car. I think my first bite still had Saran Wrap on it.
Meli demonstrates that the Rule Against Multiple Handknits does not apply if you are cute enough.
Ann! The newfangled strollers have Amstel holders! Now wouldn’t that have made those baby years go a little easier?
Drop-Spindling In Public Day
Ann showed off in front of the tiny quilt museum in Water Mill New York, which is housed in an ancient grist mill that still turns, if only because it can. The quilt museum lady gives out cotton gloves at the entrance, so you can handle the quilts and possibly buy them. I have to stay away from this place.
Ann and Cara were still arguing about our Scrabble game of the night before, a real nail-biter that went into the wee hours. Non-challenged words included “joffs”, “beltoid” (“it’s an astronomical term!” huffed Ann), and “olers”. None of these are English words, but they should be.
Don’t click this unless you are unusually resistant to wasting time on the web: Scrabulous. Now the bickering need never end!
Here’s hoping everyone joffs their olers off this weekend!