Thursday, July 18, 2019

Really Random Thursday, 7/18/19

As you are reading this, I am in Minnesota at my yearly quilting retreat. Fun pictures coming up next week!

The grandkids had another sleepover last week while Aaron and Christa went to the coast with friends. On Friday night, we took them to Oakhurst, the foothill town about an hour away, to see an old-fashioned melodrama at the Golden Chain Theater. I have been wanting to go to a performance there for years, and this one looked like a lot of fun.
It was about a super hot town in Mesa, Arizona, and included a damsel in distress about to lose her business, the villain who wanted to steal all the money, and the good guy, along with not one but two cow stampedes! The melodrama genre by nature is very cheesy, but this performance was well cast, and well performed, and the cow stampedes (very cool, using strobe lights) were a fun addition.

We all had a good time!
Here's a funny thing about Gabe--he sleeps with a lot of quilts. Seriously. I would have died from heat stroke. We normally keep our house at 80 degrees at night, sometimes 78 if it has been a particularly hot day (we have had solar for years so we are able to stay nice and cool). He always declares that our house is "soooo cold." So he sleeps with six quilts!!
Gramps likes to spoil them with a made-to-order breakfast--blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon. Yum.
On Saturday, we headed down to Reedley to see my dad.

First we had lunch, and the kids got to play with wiki sticks while they waited for their food.
 It had been awhile since the kids had seen Papa. It has gotten to the point where my dad has a hard time recognizing them or remembering their names. But he certainly enjoyed the visit.
There is a pool table downstairs where they played pool for a bit while Mark wheeled my dad back to his room.

Speaking of my dad, awhile back we discovered my mother's birth certificate, only to find out that her name was spelled Beverley, rather than Beverly. It remains a mystery, as every other piece of formal ID--passport, driver's license, social security, Medicare card, etc., is spelled Beverly.

And then we found my father's birth certificate. His name (we thought...) was John Wesley Gunther, although he has always been called Wes. Again, every piece of formal ID. Imagine our surprise...

Haha, number 1.
I might be teaching some friends to sew. This will be the textbook. :) I highly recommend this book by Shea Henderson.

I have been working on my crochet afghan. I love the progression of colors. One more set of 15 colors and it will be complete!
I made some cute pincushions from some little planters I bought on Amazon. Only after I checked my bill after they had been delivered did I discover that rather than the three for $15 I thought I had paid, they were $15 EACH! They sure are cute, though.
I'm really enjoying this "summer sampler" as well. This is block 3, the first time I have really done any improv. Although it was out of my comfort zone, it was a lot of fun.
Haha, number 2.
Hope your weekend is a good one!

7 comments:

  1. I'm happy for you to get to spend time with your grandchildren. That melodrama looked like fun, and a perfect activity for grandies. Amazing about the name spellings, isn't it? My husband's maternal grandfather's LAST name was Ericson - he immigrated from Sweden to Minnesota. In honor of him, our son's middle name is Ericson. Then, when we obtained grampa's immigration papers, we learned it was spelled Erickson. I think many name changes happened at Ellis Island. Your improv block looks really good, and I love what you're doing with your colorful crocheted afghan. Have a fun time with friends at Grubers!

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  2. I always chuckle at the end of your posts. It looks like more memories were made with the grandchildren. The name differences are so funny.

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  3. You're always doing something fun with your grandies. I haven't been to a melodrama in years. You might freeze at our house. We have so so AC so at night we open the windows and use an attic fan to suck in the cool night air. I count it a good night if by morning the temp in the house is 65. That way the AC doesn't have to kick in until noon on most days. It's supposed to be 100 today so it will tough tonight to get much cool air until the middle of the night. Have a grand time on retreat!!

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  4. Hope you have a great retreat. I just came home from one, and promptly got sick! I blame it on the ac set to low, and messed up my sinuses! Still had a lot of fun sewing with friends.

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  5. Hope you're having a wonderful time at retreat. Melodramas, even sketchy ones, are pretty fun. I remember going to one as a child and being unsure about the boo/hiss part, it seemed so mean. Your afghan is looking beautiful. Now, I need to go see about getting my appendix removed, if only it were so!

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  6. Good to see Uncle Wes and the g kids. I had similar experience with spelling of my mother’s name after we got the death certificate. Interesting for sure!
    Love your subtle sense of humor 😊

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  7. I'm glad to see that photo of your grandchildren with their great-grandfather: it will be a treasure to them in the coming years. Fun also to see your afghan (so beautiful), the play, and all the funnies. Hope you had fun at your retreat!

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