I had spent much of Tuesday
wandering around Arizona MIlls Mall.
I was looking for white short sleeved dress shirts for Bill now that he
is going back to work a day or so a week.
all the white shirts he had during his years of working had become
rather grungy and starting to fall apart from use and washing. No, I do not go down to the creek and smash
the shirts onto a rock with a smaller rock as is portrayed in some
pictures. I do have a washing machine,
but over time the white fabric just yellows and looks bad - especially when you
wear a new white smock over the top of the shirt and tie you are wearing for
work. After all, you do have to look
professional at all times.
I went into many stores that I thought might carry white
short sleeved shirts. We live in Arizona
where it is hot almost all year and short sleeved shirts should be in
abundance. Or at least one would assume
this to be the case. But, in keeping
with the rest of the country, they only have long sleeved shirts this time of
year, so it can be said that the white short sleeved models are as scarce as
hens teeth. I wandered into the
VanHeusen store and asked the stock question and lo and behold, they had a
range of sizes and two of them were Bill's size. What is even better is that they were 30% off
due to the fact that they were out of season..............who cares about the
season? We have two white short sleeved
shirts and my heart is happy.
Incidentally, 3 weeks ago I put all his white shirts in the trash
because they were grubby and looked awful........and it was not right to give
them to Goodwill or some other charity group.
As I drove into the parking lot, I noticed that the lawn was
filled with doves pecking at whatever they could find to eat. There must have been hundreds of them eating
dinner on the lawn at the Safeway Headquarters. I picked Bill up at 5pm after his training session,
and we eased out into the 5pm rush hour and crept at a snail's pace towards
I-10 and on our way to Tucson. I have a
quilt on display there and I wanted to see it.
We also had made contact with our friends Joe and Maryanne who had been
in Pennsylvania the same time we were there.
It was wonderful to reconnect with them.
Their son Joseph has just returned from a mission in the Phillippines
just two weeks ago. The last time I saw
him, he was a baby. They now live in Oro
Valley, just outside of Tucson. We ate
dinner together at their home and had a wonderful walk down memory lane,
talking about the people we knew. While
they were in Johnstown, there was a quilting contest in the community and
Maryanne had made a quilt representing family and that quilt still hangs in the
Relief Society room of the Johnstown Ward.
We found our motel and gratefully fell into bed. We really lucked out. We had a two room suite that even had a small
cooking area but we were not geared to cooking.
This particular motel had a wonderful desert landscape in front and in
the courtyard.
Wednesday morning we went to the Arizona historical museum
to see my Slot Canyon Quilt on display there.
It is the first quilt that one sees when entering the area where they
have hung the quilts. That made me feel
pretty good. It had been entered into a
quilt show some years ago and the category was "Original quilt". I found out that it had been given the nod
but that politics entered into the fray and one of the founding mothers of the
organization received the ribbon for her 9patch quilt. I asked how this 9 patch, a very traditional
design, got the ribbon and they said, well, what makes it original is that she
put a trailing vine around the outside. I
notice that her nine patch was not in THIS show.
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