Today was “open house” on Stauffer. Dennis did go to the noon Korean luncheon in Mankato for the meeting and fellowship of his comrades. By the way . . . his trip to the quilt shop was a huge success and very much appreciated. Sometime during the afternoon, nephew Brett stopped in for some comparing and sharing of quilting escapades; both his and mine. Neighbor Jean walked across Stauffer Avenue for a peek. Jean had never seen what a t-shirt quilt would look like. Her interest was quenched but not being a quilter, it looked to her like a lot of work.
I needed to make a trip to the grocery store for a few items. When I came home, grandson A.J. was making a stop from Mankato to see Dennis. Dennis appreciates it so when the grandkids take time from their jobs and lives to stop for chit chatting. It sounds as if there may be a quilt request coming from A.J. later this spring. I am totally on board for him.
Tonight’s supper is sloppy Joe sandwiches and making use of some leftover boiled potatoes and transforming them into American fries. Life is never dull on Stauffer and we wouldn’t want it any other way. If we are home and the door is unlocked . . . come on in.