I’m not sure why, but I have kind of got this urge to sew. Clearly a sign of illness, I know. But I just got out some fabric that Beth and I bought at Walmart probably a couple of years ago. I thought after the wedding I would not ever want to see my sewing machine again. But I can see a pretty new dress or two for Easter out of this fabric.
I have some work to do in the front yard. Steve is gone to get an air conditioner compressor for Beth’s trucklette. I just got back from running an errand and doing a little stalking. Maybe I could get a job as a spy.
Last night, every time we told somebody else about Andy’s naked except for red high heels picture, he would say, “I was 3. I was just 3.” Once he said, “Haven’t you ever done anything stupid?” I told him that about the most stupid thing Beth ever did was ride her bike around the block without permission. Brandon said he once went 21 in a 20 mph zone. Steve looked at me and said, “Where did we go wrong with our children?”