A Night’s Rest
A restful night of sleep does wonders. I cracked open one eye at 8:00 a.m. and realized that we were having a mist of rain. Sure didn’t last long and the sun was bright.
Going about the a.m. routine here on Stauffer Avenue sets the tone for the remaining day. I was geared up to spend some time in the sewing studio. Busy hands and a busy mind keeps the doldrums at bay. I had barely gotten the lights turned on when the cellphone’s melodic tune let me know I had a text.
The group of my stitchers was getting a motorcade organized to head over to Old Alleiy Quilt Shop on Friday to take advantage of a yardage yard sale. Anita was the organizer and asked if they could pick me up on the way. Several of the gals do have health issues and are leery with the covid. The plan was for everyone to take a bag lunch along as eating inside anywhere was not in the plans. The group was not planning on taking lawn chairs with, due to room with multiple cars. A city park is what was hoped for. I countered Anita. How about stopping here at our home and I would have a brunch ready for the group and then head out for the quilt shop. The farthest gal would be coming from Jordon, 45 miles east of Mankato. Being able to sit on the patio with tables and chairs rather than grass . . . complete with a bathroom break if needed, seemed to be appealing. After all, shopping on an empty stomach can make for less than rational decisions in purchases.
Anita bantered back and forth via phones and people and by twelve noon it was going to be a done deal. I got busy and by George, it’s going to all work out. Dennis is in charge of the patio set up. Our card tables are under a tarp so they are ready at a moment’s notice. Dennis had just washed off the plastic chairs on Sunday as he had noticed a few webs where they shouldn’t be. I now have a cold salad in the refrig, a container of buttered croissants, a bowl of fresh fruit, a container of pickles and a pan of chocolate frosted rice crispy bars. The beverage of choice is water in bottles. The guests will arrive sometime around eleven. Sweet! Anita had concerns about the effort and the cost. We had been meeting at Baker’s Square once a month and ordering off the menu and had not done so since February. The cost of this brunch in relationship to Baker’s Square . . . not even enough to compare.
Dennis commented that this would be like the old days of lunch on a patio when we would host the secret pal lunches when I worked at the courthouse. Yes . . . it will and Dennis was all in.
All I need to do to round out the day is to go down into the sewing studio and get a bit of shopping list ready for myself. It will be my first purchases in a quilt shop for 2020. I am in need of some quilt batting. I am also curious to get some feedback from the gals that have used clear nylon thread on top for quilting, and what would be the choice for the bottom thread. The quilt of many colors presents that question. Needless to say the sewing studio lights have been shut off until sometime this weekend.
The best part is that Dennis will be enjoying for supper the same fare that is awaiting the stitchers. It doesn’t take much more time to make ample amounts of everything.
As I mentioned several days ago, each day does have its surprises. What a great get together with friends for tomorrow. Having had a good night’s rest didn’t hurt either. Here it is at a few minutes before four and all is well.