We got about 8 inches of snow, so school is closed. Fun now, but we'll pay in June. Ralph is off, so he shoveled a path for Toast, and used the snowblower here, at my mom's, and at his mom's.
Mike and Donna, Joe and Jake flew out of AC this morning to visit Mikey in Orlando. The flight sat on the runway for an hour, but they got there fine. The official reason for the visit is that Jake misses Mikey. Oh, yeah, and this week just happens to be Bike Week in Daytona. What a coincidence! They rented a car because heaven forbid you go to Bike Week in a minivan! Britt has school 2 nights a week, so she's home with Xena.
As for the nervous breakdown, I'm waiting to hear about Sam's surgery. She was scheduled for two-ish, and it should take 1.5 ish hours, and I'm the official contact, since Lou is hard of hearing. So I'm staying close to the phone. If it wasn't for the snow, I'd be at the hospital pacing.
So instead of pacing, I put the string quilt up on the HQ16, put some CDs on loud, and quilted it. It didn't take long, but my knees are really sore. I'll bind it tonight, by machine. (after all, this ain't Paducah, baby). I have two names I'm considering, but I'm not ready to share yet. Tension is still making me crazy, and I tend to overrun the stitch regulator. This is only quilt #7 for me, and I still have a loooong way to go.
I have to say, I have a real sense of accomplishment when I do a quilt on the HQ. I'd never do it as a job, because I would be really upset if a customer wasn't happy. And I have a job, and don't want another. This is playtime for me.