In the quilting world…

grandma: “I’m bidding on your quilt and the monkey. Well, I’m bidding on them until I get them.”
me: “It would be nice if my quilt ended up outside the family, Grandma. If you get it, my circle of influence remains as it was.”
grandma: “Hmm, I see how that might be true.”

And yet, I saw the wheels continue to turn behind her dark brown eyes, plotting a way she could keep my quilt and still give me business.

Patsy: “I tried to use that machine quilting thing, but I showed it to Foy and he said, ‘Well, were you shakin’ all over?’ It was like I had The Palsy!”

That’s the woman I learned to quilt from. Her husband bought her a new machine. :)

In the real world…

Two things I’ve been considering selling my car for (don’t tell my car):

On a sidenote, I got two emails today. One notified me of a bilingual position I’d applied for (someone else applied me, not me). The second notified me that I’d been rejected in favor of more qualified candidates. I’m a amusedly (?) miffed at this correspondence!

ps. I updated iTunes the other day, and I’m having so much trouble with it… anyone else? Lousy, skippy, and slow.