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Posted by Kate Dicey on May 29, 2006, 6:24 pm
This what my pal Diane calls her house when the customers are going mad
and descending on her like flock of dingbats. It's been a bit like that
here today.
Started with me feeling vile after several bad days with the fibro and
taking enough pain killers to numb my brain as well as everything else!
I popped a couple more ibuprofen with the morning tea, ate breakfast
and answered a few emails and messages, and did the hoovering! Must be
the pain killers... I can't usually do hoovering until after lunch!
Customer came at 11:00 am rather than 10:30... Very apologetic as she'd
over slept and then got in a panic and forgot to phone me! Never mind -
she's a lovely lady with a nice big order, and I had no-one else to see
to before lunch as this is officially a bank holiday! The fitting went
well, too, and she left her deposit and the money for me to order her
fabric...
I then did lunch and we beetled off out to do the vegetable and bread
shopping for the scout camp (having dome all the rest yesterday in a
pain killer haze!). While we were out the dinner guests arrived! ARGH!
Yeah... Well, yesterday evening, while I was dozing, Diane rang up to
try and fix a bit of sewing time to get a hem sorted. This
afternoon/evening was about the only available time this week, so I said
come over and we'll sort it and you can all stay for dinner!
Got home and unloaded the stuff (great to have 3 extra pairs of hands!)
and Diane made some tea while I sorted the scout food out... packed
that all in the plastic crates, drank me tea, and then she and I got to
the sewing...
Pinned the hem on her long silk tweed jacket/duster coat, chopped it
off, serged the edges, and hung it up.
Made fajitas for dinner... Great success. :) Home made rhubarb fool
for afters... I am stuffed to the gunnels and over my WW points
again... Ho hum!
After the people had gone, DH and James packed their bags. James has
finally dropped off to sleep, and DH has almost finished packing the
car. The last thing to go in will be the cool box full of cold meats,
cheese, frozen mince and chicken, some of the more delicate veg, and and
the like for the first two day's dinners. They are having my Blamanger
of Chicken tomorrow night, old fashioned Mince & Potatoes (adapted to a
one pot meal by cooking little new spuds in with the mince and
vegetables), a take-away on the way back to camp from a day out on
Thursday, and my 3 bean cassolet on Friday night (mostly tins of beans,
fresh veg, and bacon - all good keeping stuff!). They'll be home for
dinner on Saturday. Lunches are sandwiches, a bag of crisps, a drink
and an apple, and breakfasts will be things like bacon butties and eggy
bread, or hot dogs. Thursday will be cereal and milk because of having
to make packed lunches for the trip out.
I have the customers booked for fittings tomorrow (must do the
alteration for on her toiles tonight!) and Wednesday, and I'm out all
day Thursday and Friday.
It's been a busy week already!
--
Kate XXXXXX R.C.T.Q Madame Chef des Trolls
Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons
http://www.katedicey.co.uk
Click on Kate's Pages and explore!
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Posted by Erin on May 30, 2006, 3:52 am
Kate Dicey wrote:
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> This what my pal Diane calls her house when the customers are going mad
> and descending on her like flock of dingbats. It's been a bit like that
> here today.
LOL!!! Well put, Kate! :-)
Erin
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Posted by jacqui on May 30, 2006, 5:55 am
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> The last thing to go in will be the cool box full
> of cold meats, cheese, frozen mince ...
I *swear* I read that as "frozen *MICE*" ... Talk about a double-take!
-j
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Posted by Kate Dicey on May 30, 2006, 6:35 am
jacqui wrote:
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>>The last thing to go in will be the cool box full
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> I *swear* I read that as "frozen *MICE*" ... Talk about a double-take!
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No, the mogs are NOT on the camping trip, and anyway they prefer
catch-yer-own mouse... ;)
Mayhem over: the blokes are all gone and I have the house to myself
until tomorrow at 4:30, when the next customer is due... :)
--
Kate XXXXXX R.C.T.Q Madame Chef des Trolls
Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons
http://www.katedicey.co.uk
Click on Kate's Pages and explore!
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Posted by Karen Maslowski on May 30, 2006, 8:59 am
We went camping in the mountains in Utah a couple of years ago, at a
beautiful camp area in one of the valleys east of SLC. We endured a
torrential mountain storm, after which we were richly rewarded with the
most intensely colored double rainbow ever (and naturally the photos
don't do it 1/4 of the justice of the real thing). We finished pitching
camp, made dinner, and were sitting around an enormous campfire making
S'Mores, when I kept seeing something out of the corner of my eyes.
Turned out to be a small army of camp mice, which apparently took new
campers as a sign to come out and raid.
It was a long night. But the stars we could see made everything worth
it, and we spotted a moose on the mountain opposite, as well. What a trip.
Karen Maslowski in Cincinnati
www.sewstorm.com
Kate Dicey wrote:
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> No, the mogs are NOT on the camping trip, and anyway they prefer
> catch-yer-own mouse... ;)
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> and descending on her like flock of dingbats. It's been a bit like that
> here today.