Mighty God
In my childhood the Mighty God phrase was more like MI-GHTY GOD, drawn out to the fullest. That happened when one of us four kids had pushed dad to the limit and beyond.
Today we had a Mighty God instance on Stauffer Avenue. I diligently sort laundry from the baskets. I was taught from a very young age that sorting was important for a good result. We use liquid Tide. When I dump the little measured out cup into the wash tub as it is filling, I pitch the plastic cup into the tub and the very last of it is utilized in that load.
Today when I picked that little cup out of the tub after the load was done, I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what was stuck on the outside of the plastic cup. I have been known to not check pockets close enough and a tissue becomes confetti in the wash tub, but this was sticky and greasy. It was a load of Dennis’ dark clothes that was pitched into the tub to be washed. An ah-ha moment. Dennis had been wearing a bandana around his neck as he attested that Vicks helped his cold and the bandana kept his neck warm for the Vicks to do its thing. Did I check to see how much Vicks was used? No. Did I check how many of his bandanas had been slathered with Vicks? No. The inside of the wash tub had globed up the Vicks from the bandanas and bless that little soap cup that gave it up. How in the hell much could bandanas hold!
The All Mighty God almost didn’t save Dennis’ sweet ass. An ice cream pail of hot water with Dawn dishwater soap and sponge was what was handed to Dennis. I went into the sewing studio. When asked for advice, I gave advice. I did do the quality assurance when he was done. There was also a Vicks 101 seminar held afterwards.
On lighter notes, I had a good run in the sewing studio. I have my blanket sandwiched and now lots of pins will hold the three layers together, so I can quilt the layers together. The embroidery blocks are going well. As you may have surmised, I do quite a bit of affirmations when I talk to myself. I think the above paragraphs may hint as to why I need to talk to myself. This next quilt will include nine such blocks with borders around them. I am having fun with them and can envision the process. Today has been a day of challenges and good things. Save the best and leave the rest. That’s all I have to say about that.