How We Spent Our Weekend, Plus Valentine's Follow-Up

This past weekend was pretty obsessive around here.

I made quilt blocks for charity quilts to be assembled by my quilt mini-group at the request of the member who was diagnosed with a serious illness (and in lieu of a quilt made for herself.)  We're all contributing versions of the same block.  How will they all go together?  Who knows.  I spent some time worrying about this and even unpicked a few blocks because they were too busy.

 

 

Jerry organized reprints of his articles, all 200+ of them.  This involved--unfortunately--watching golf on TV while pulling out staples that fell on a coffee table vulnerable to scratches.  I did not screech once.  The dining table has been covered with stacks of reprints for over a week.

A mere fraction

So the weekend added up to this:

Saturday:  Organize reprints and make blocks.  Take long walk around the neighborhood.  More reprints and blocks. Eat something-or-other for dinner and watch "House of Cards."  Marvel at how there isn't one likable character.

For some reason, tall reprints are in a separate category.

Sunday:  Organize reprints and make blocks.  Take a long uphill walk in Tilden Park, which was definitely more fun than making blocks, although I was beginning to get into it.  One more episode of "House of Cards,"  even more complicated and disheartening.

Monday:  A federal holiday but not for reprint organizers and block makers.  Take a walk with my friend Claudia M. at the Berkeley Marina.  Come home to blocks, etc.  Take something called a "Golf Buddy" to Tilden Park Golf Course to see if Jerry can figure out how to use it before he loses it, which seems inevitable, because it is not only complicated but small.

Eat so-so chicken made in a crockpot.  Give up on "House of Cards."  Watch Davis and White win ice dancing gold medal.  Ponder that White is adorable and so like Colin Firth! But when he talks, he uses the word "awesome."  Let go of that fantasy.

Sew last block.   Have now done 20.  They need to be pressed, and then I'm handing them over tomorrow.



Hope they go with what other people have done

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Valentine's Day in San Francisco was a madhouse, at least around Union Square.  My friend Suzanne and I ate at Scala's, where we were handed a wine list on an iPad.  Good lunch. 

 

Took a walk before our haircuts and spied a female impersonator in a motorized cable car, advertising cruises.   Took a photo, but didn't get a good one:

 

I know what you're thinking but I saw nothing.

 

Also, hats for sale.



 

 

And lots of bouquets around the salon