Hey there, hope you are well. We are settled in with happy full bellies, and I didn’t have to haul ass all over hell to do it. Yep, I splurged on door dash.
As expensive as it is, it is a rare treat. I just couldn’t today. My pain levels are through the roof again, I know, shocker. Snort. I’m sitting up though, so that’s a change.
I do have to leave the house this afternoon. I have an appointment, and while that sucks, I don’t want to miss it. If I could get away with it, I’d ride my scooter, but you know, I hurt to much to make the full drive.
So, why door dash this morning? To be honest, it wasn’t trying to cook, it wasn’t even the food we have in the house. It was Mother’s Day. You know, that American holiday where we celebrate motherhood. This year, I saved up to get a loom, but since my first loom is here, and I’m setting it up, I decided to get something for the 2 of us.
I’ll probably do the same for father’s day, to be honest. And while a steak egg and cheese bagel isn’t gourmet, I’ve been craving one for the longest time. The only thing that would trump that delicacy is a spanish omelet bagel, which they don’t make anymore.
In other news, sewing and other stitchery is coming along. I have refurbished my Montgomery Ward sewing machine. I still need to find the serial number so I can get the manual. I want to make sure that I’m oiling that bitch correctly.
My patchwork dress is a slow stitching situation. I’ve been watching k39’s weekly videos where she slow stitches. I also watch Kristine Vike’s stitch along chats, sometimes live. At least in this way, I’m not stitching alone.
That’s about it, I’m still waiting for the pain pills to kick in. With this rain, I’m going to be behind the 8 ball for awhile. Take care, -L
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