I suppose the shingles are getting better - my back's only felt like a knitting needle went through it four times this afternoon. The achey owey part is right along the bra line. Trust me when I say I have discovered a new use for mini-pads.
During dinner last night I mentioned to Michael that two of my quilting buddies had backed out of the retreat. Why did they drop out?" he asked. I explained to him their reasons which he promptly discounted.
Me: "OK smart guy, why did they drop out?"
Michael: "Because they didn't want to room with a shingles-ridden, diseased creature."
Ouch! That hurt! It's too bad that shingles aren't contagious or else I know the first person I'd like to give it to!
The rest of the evening wasn't much to write home about. I stayed out of my sewing room in favor of curling up on the bed with a quilt and Smudge. Nothing wrong with that. Smudge liked a bit of down time with his mum.
I ordered a kit from Connecting Threads today from their new Kyoto line. Hoping it will arrive in time to bring it to the retreat. No shortage of stuff to work on, trust me. I have a tote full of nickel squares and several patterns I want to attempt. That is in addition to the smaller projects and classes which are being offered at the retreat. At the Lebanon quilt show I picked up a "cheater" block of Bible verses and symbols which I thought my mom would like. I'll select some fabric to go with it and hope my fellow quilters can give me some ideas on how to finish it up, 'cause I sure don't have a clue.
AND, it's tax day. Guess what Tattoo Boy is doing?