A Saturday date with my scrap basket
I have been abandoned in favor of a rock concert this weekend. I retaliated by picking up a double shift for today, forgetting that it is Memorial Day weekend.
And seriously, who wants to eat pasta on Memorial Day weekend?!
I am expecting work to be very slow. And when I am asked to leave without the boatload of cash that I intended to collect, I have other plans.
I have “Hoarders” and “Obsessed” in the Netflix queue and a whole basket of shirt scraps.
My mom quilts with shirts and gives me the scraps. I take off the buttons and save them for some crafty use that I have yet to brainstorm.
Cosmic brownies and Riesling may be in order.