The Pain in Pancreas

Quilt-isms

What takes 10 minutes to quilt will take 4 hours to rip.  -Suzi Buggeln

There is NO shortcuts to anything worth quilting.

Matilda operates best on a steady diet of the more expensive threads...lucky me.

It isn't until I am ALL done piecing a quilt top, admiring my work that I discover that I flipped two pieces around IN THE CENTER OF THE QUILT...   "got dandruff, some of it itches!"  It is enough to make a lady want to swear...almost! 

A Knack for such things...

Welcome to my blog!  Today I will be discussing my special knack...my uncanny ability to look for and get in line at what looks like THE SHORTEST, FASTEST moving line in the store...only to have it come to a screeching halt when I get into that line.  Seriously.  I have wised up and actually eyed carts in the express lane (if I know I have 20 items or less) to determine BEFOREHAND if I should get into that line, because the person who has 30 items in the express line should be shot, IMHO.  I look before I leap, I try to pay attention.  But my gift to myself is to get behind people who either...argue the price, or have family members who show up right at check out with an extra 25 items (in the express lane, no less) or the ones who gets up there, apparently the total is too much, so then they start picking and choosing what to have them void...finally get it down to like $27.00 and then they hand the cashier a $50 dollar bill.  Uhhh??  And then there is the 18 month old who can't say more than 3 or 4 words...but one of those words is "pop"...and the child throws a fit, literally acts like a junkie, has a full fledged tantrum on the floor by my feet, kicking me while his cold pop is placed at the end of the order (along with the 25 other things added by the boyfriend in the express line, no less)...finally the Mom (who speaks little English) has the clerk scan the pop and opens it up so that the 18 month old can have the whole bottle of the MOUNTAIN DEW, and then proceeds to pay with WICK.  How did I ever get this knack for such things...I have no idea.  If you ever see me in line at a store, pray that you aren't in the same check out lane as me...I have this knack for making the line come to a screeching halt.  It is my own personal detection system that I am unaware of until it is too late. 

June 2

Yesterday, that would have been June 2, cuz I am a little slow posting...I nearly froze and my fingers became so numb I couldn't blog (hahaha) but seriously, it was COLD!  No, it didn't snow here, but truthfully, it would NOT surprise me if it did, this weather is CRAZY lately.  Mark this down...on June 2, I made a big batch of chili.  And it was sooooo good!  It was perfect for the cold, damp, dark and dreary day.  It hit the spot.  And only in Colorado can chili be served in June, because it is the only appropiate food for the occasion/weather.  Only in June do you see steam coming off the pool in the morning while your kids are at swim practice...and they would rather STAY in the pool than to get out where it is cold. 

I am three days down spending my mornings driving to Fort Collins and back for Buggy's class.  No matter how efficient I am, it takes a minimum of 50 minutes each way.  Every morning there is a batch of cars that DO NOT DRIVE any where close to the speed limit.  I guess they view the speed limit as the fastest they should go IF, and only IF there was an emergency.  Instead, consistently, there are clueless people who drive 45 mph on I-25. (Speed limit is 75mph people!)  And into Fort Collins, where the speed limit is quite generous... the people directly in front of me in all three lanes ARE NOT SO Generous, effectively staggering themselves in various lanes so that not even one car can pass them....today after the third time I begin to think it might be a conspiracy...holding up traffic just for the fun of it.  They all had cell phones they were talking on too...  and this is the almost 9 AM drive into Fort Collins...and I was SO WRONG in thinking that the NOON hour traffic would be better.  NOPE, it is EVEN worse.  Everyone is out for lunch.  Either way, I don't want to commute.  And I will be a HAPPY momma when this class of Buggy is all over with!

A quote of truth

About the time we think we can make ends meet, someone moves the ends.  -Herber Hoover.

Ain't THAT the truth!  I don't think we will ever make our ends meet...lately they seem to be polar opposites.