Fabric

I have a sewing machine. I enjoy sewing. I haven't done much of it, though, since moving to Durham. I am taking my sewing machine when we move. I am not taking all my fabric, though. I offered it up on one of my social forum sites a while back, and finally got in touch with the mom of a friend after I had triple-checked to make sure I'd found and boxed it all.

Let me back up, here. Another friend mentioned she'd be coming through town in July and was interested, but her plans fell through.

The sister of the mom of my first friend returned my call this week, and said she'd drop by some time between 10 and 11 this morning. At 9:50, she called to say she was on her way, and by 10:20, we'd loaded it all into her SUV.

Gone.

I also gave two sets of kids' twin-sized sheets to a neighbor this morning. We do not need four sets of sheets per bed.

Then we finished our coffee and hit the road. Huge thanks to my sister for swinging by to drop off my sunglasses, which I'd left at her house. Travel is always more pleasant when you can block the sun.

We took some stuff back to my mom-in-law, including an umbrella they'd accidentally left with us, a box of Monty Python tapes, and some ceramic canisters she had loaned us. The Babaloo tried to hold on to one of the movies, but I reminded him that we do not own a VCR and that keeping VHS tapes would be impractical. 

There were four canisters. One didn't survive the trip.

We also had time to swing by that relative's house I mentioned earlier, where we picked up a perfectly matched, mounted spare tire for the trailer.

That not-throwing-stuff-away habit? It's totally inherited.

And we had some awesome tacos with the inlaws and I got to hang out and pet a kitten until my allergies kicked in.

Here he is, being a snoozy-boo.

On the way home, we stopped and picked up Popeye's Chicken for dinner, because we don't have one of those in town and yesterday was National Fried Chicken Day but we did not have chicken. So we just celebrated it late, is all.