April Fools!

Steve got me this year.  He came home Friday from his last scheduled physical therapy appointment and told me he would have to start going three times a week – instead of two.  At $25.00 co-pay each visit, I gulped at $75.00 per week but said – “good thing we got a good income tax refund.”  April Fool!  Steve's physical therapy is now done and, while he is not completely 100% better, he is doing way better than a month ago.  He can now sleep in bed instead of the recliner downstairs. He is not dumping all kinds of pain killers into his poor stomach.  And, he is feeling like going on the daily morning walks with the dog. 

 

He still has days when he does too much and then pays for it.  Like Tuesday, when we FINALLY took the time to figure out why our Mantis tiller wouldn’t work.  Bad gasoline?  Lack of patience?  After a trip to get new fuel, and then a trip to the repair place to have someone watch how we (well, actually me, since pulling on a chain starter is NOT good for Steve’s back) were trying to start it.  After that visit, I had success and I was able to till our small garden plot.  Hooray!  However, Steve did just enough in this endeavor to have a more painful evening.

Also on Tuesday, our neighbor, Walter Shoupe, who was battling lung cancer, passed away quietly at home. 

We went to the temple and to visit Emily and Lucy and Quinn on Wednesday.  We stopped by at the World Bird Sanctuary to buy some wren bird houses, too.  Now we have three hanging in our yard.  If they all become occupied, things will get noisy!

Sarah has finally moved everything out of her storage unit and this is a shelf and dresser she no longer wanted.  

 

 

I found someone in the ward who did want them and we enlisted the help of the missionaries Thursday night to deliver them.  We then had the missionaries over for dinner on Friday night. 

Conference Saturday, I rearranged the family history room to allow for easier bed-making 

 and I rearranged the north half of our garage – the kid’s storage unit.  In between sessions, I finally made it back to the pottery studio to glaze all my work. 

Conference Sunday, we invited the Moyer family to brunch and the morning session.  Only Lorena and the kids, Makenzie and Harrison, came.  Matt, not a member, didn’t join us, darn it.  I always like to pick his brains about pottery since he is an artist who works in that medium. 

Movie Reviews:  I have been doing a whole lot of quilt top sewing for humanitarian purposes this past month so I have watched a lot of movies / Netflix.  I finished the Enterprise series last week.  Sniff.  I will miss it.  On Monday, Steve and I watched The Shoes of a Fisherman – an old flick with Anthony Quinn as a Russian pope during the Cold War.  We watched The Intern Friday night.  Charming!  And Elise and I watched The Martian last night.  Really good but why did he have to swear so much?

Speaking of quilts, I don’t know if I posted this photo of one of my efforts.   

 And, both yesterday and today, I have been at my card table with my cutting mat/wheel preparing more humanitarian quilt projects.   

  

Each folded bunch of fabric is a quilt top.  Must be about 18 ready to sew....

 I finally got this mailed to my nephew, Steve Young (NOT the football player).  He made this for my dad when he was a kid and my brother didn't want it when we were divvying up stuff when mom died.  I was looking at it a couple of weeks ago, hanging our garage, and it really has no special meaning for us so I called Jim to get Steve's phone number.  I texted Steve and he was delighted to get it.  Of course, getting to a post office, now that Gerbes no longer does metered mail, was the big task. 

Below is a photo of the house from one of my morning dog walks.  I just love spring!