Today would of been my mothers 97 birthday. She been gone 20 years and she was one not to sugar coat much anything. I recall one time I was watch some news story and some lady was saying kids in her day did what they were told. My mom would say..."That's nothing but a fib"...When she was younger she cooked for a place called Don's Cafe. I am guess this happen sometime during WWII area. She hadn't had a day off for sometime. Findly she got some time off. Start out some bar drinking and was looted to the wind. Well Don's cafe replacement didn't show and she had no ideal how she got there. Someone order steaks and fried oysters. Well she got the order out and being so drunk that somehow she put both of her hands on grill and burn them. Next day her hands was all blistered. The gentleman came back into the kitchen and thanks you, telling her it was best fried steak and oyster he every had. Gave her personal tip. I don't if she every told me the amount or I forgot.
Today was creative day with my clients. All three of us went. Liz didn't work on anything she did bring her drawing supplies and nothing came to her. I complete understand I had hard time figure something representing generosity and didn't want to angle off toward "trickle down" Regis worked on a diorama. He using spray foam to build I believe a cave. So Friday I be taking part in Paint Party Friday.
As for my quilt I am pretty much done doing the blues. I even start to square off some piece or what ever shape I can cut them into. But most of them went back into there correct container. Some time down the road I would like to make a CRAZY QUILT But before that I want to get my grand daughter quilts done. Work makes things go slow.
In morning I am going call about car.
Coffee is on