- mailed a pckg with preemie diapers and the ONLY preemie outfit Target had...should arrive about the same time Jack comes home from the hospital.
- finished his baby quilt; washed it; had to reinforce some stitching...and realized the black applique reinforcement showed through on the back...sending it anyway. That will be mailed tomorrow for his re-scheduled virtual shower next Saturday.
- tilled along the garden's fence line and planted 2 rows of snow peas. Hope to get brussel sprouts and some lettuce in the ground and pots tomorrow before the rain. That will be everything that needs to go out until first of April
- attempted to have the beaver's lodge removed, but we failed. We'll try again in a few weeks.
- Dad's heart tests went well today. No more procedures or visits for another 6 months.
- Bobby had three things repaired/replaced on his van yesterday. Thankful they were able to do it in one day, that one of the things actually happened while he was there and they were able to actually see it happen (last visit it didn't happen and they can't fix what they don't see). Turned out to be a loose wire for which we were EXTREMELY thankful. Those tie down boxes cost thousands to replace.
- Bobby was able to get his first vaccine shot a few weeks ago and my parents and younger sister are now on a schedule. We know of three people near us who were diagnosed this last week. Still not sure what we would do if I should get it. So far we've just prayed that if I get the virus it will be extremely mild. Otherwise he might be in a nursing home until I recover. That hurts my heart to even consider it. Meanwhile NC's curfew is gone, gyms can allow more people, and our virus numbers are trending downward. School next door is back in session. So life is slowly returning to normal.
Saturday we had a baby shower for Bobby's niece. As I was making the mints, Bobby asked what else was on the menu. After I recited off the litany of items, he responded with "No peanut butter?! This shower is for Hannah! What's she going to eat?" (Hannah has had stomach problems over the years and has been unable to tolerate many foods, but peanut butter has been her staple.) Despite my assurances that she would enjoy the foods we were having, he was adamant that I needed to make peanut butter & jelly sandwiches for the shower. Even though I protested that NOBODY took that to a shower, he persisted, and informed me I could make them dainty with my little cutter. And so I did. To my surprise all but 3 were eaten. Who'd a thunk it?
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