He must have taken them Saturday, while I was working in the yard. Imagine him snickering the next day, watching me search for them all over the house. In the wee hours of Sunday night, hoping to prolong the entertainment, he hid them in places I'd already searched. As I said in the previous post, one of them fell out of my recliner yesterday morning when I searched it one more time. When I found it, I went straight to the sewing room to work on the wedding quilt.
Sewing was hard yesterday; things did not go smoothly. The seam ripper worked overtime. When the last row of the lower right quadrant had been pinned in place, I picked up that section to take it to the sewing machine and, behold, there was the other seam ripper, under the quilt section.
I said aloud, so he could hear it, "Hermey...you asshole," and quit the sewing room for the day.
On the kitchen table, there were three bananas that needed to either be eaten or used, so I made a batch of banana/nut/oatmeal/raisin muffins. While they were baking, I stirred up a meatloaf for dinner. About the time the muffins came out of the oven and the meatloaf went in, The Sister-in-Law texted to ask if we wanted to celebrate Cinqo de Mayo with her and The B-i-L at the Mexican restaurant. We did.
With leftover roast from Sunday night and the untasted meatloaf from last night, this takes care of dinner until Friday, our regular "Mexican night." Woohoo! The kitchen is closed for the rest of the week!
I'm going to the sewing room to stitch that last row of quadrant 3 and start piecing quadrant 4.
And, by golly, there'd better be a seam ripper handy.
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