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A Rainy Monday Afternoon

1-I'm giving some away, (Lets just say) do you want 
Homemade pickles or homemade salsa?
It would depend on what type pickles and how spicy the salsa.

Should I pack my knitting all in one box or spread it around in the event  a box goes  missing?
Spread it around.  Not out of fear that it will be lost, but because of the prolonged fun you'll have when you unpack.

Best yarn sale this summer? 
Share the savings!
I've stayed away from yarn sales lately;  sorry I can't help.

I'm running out of underwear. 
So less to pack. 
Should I buy in a month?
Just wash what I have for a few weeks? 
It's clean for goodness sake, I'm just running out
Wash.  Dull, but, more yarn money!

Give me your best no cook summer dinner. 
I can't come up with an entire meal that doesn't involve some cooking, but I will say that sliced cucumbers and sliced onions in a mixture (to taste) of vinegar and water, then chilled in the refrigerator is very summery crisp and cool.

I'm drinking coffee from the dear Fred Rodgers Mug. 
Fred says,
"You can never go down the drain" 
What is your favorite Fred saying?
"I'm proud of you."

Al's knitting with Quince and Co linen. 
Apparently linen shrinks, but stretches back. 
What's been your experience?
I've only knit with linen blends, so, again, I'm of no help.  With regard to off-the-rack clothes, however, I avoid linen altogether.  I hate the wrinkles.

I think I may make a silver and gold Christmas stocking.
Would this be weird? 
Not at all!  It sounds lovely.

What network do you use for a new cable company.
We liked Wide Open West, or WOW.
They don't service in Wisconsin.
Sorry. . .  No.

The cicadas have started singing their summer song. 
I like this sound.
What summer sounds do you like?
I like the crows, and ravens, conversing about the figs on our fig tree.  The air conditioner coming on is always a welcome sound.


  1. Re: underwear. Over the past few years there have been a couple trips where I unaccountably forgot to pack underwear. (In my defense, one of them was when my husband went into hospital to have a knee replacement, his heart stopped, and he was in the CICU 75 miles awat for 4 days. I hadn't planned to stay overnight at all but ended up staying 3 days.) Anyway, every time I had to go buy underwear. My underwear drawer was overflowing, so I finally donated several dozen perfectly good pairs (!) to Goodwill.

    I still only have to wash clothes, like, every two weeks.

  2. I forgot Im proud of you im proud of you I hopetha tYOU are proud of yoU!


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