So yesterday afternoon my youngest daughter came by and picked me up. I needed to go to Joann Fabrics. The store used to be on my bus route, but when they moved to newer and larger store space, I found I couldn't get there from here by my usual mode of transportation. So Daughter came riding in on her white steed - the one that looks like a silver Chevy - to save the day.
Each of my grandchildren, upon graduating from high school, gets a crocheted afghan. When I was trying to decide what to get my oldest grandson when he graduated a couple of years ago, this same daughter suggested that the grandkids would like something that their grandmother made special for each of them. Because I had already made quilts for them a couple of years ago, we decided on afghans.
I ran out of yarn half way through the one I am making for the next kid in line, so I needed to get enough to finish it. I had started one for myself and ran out of yarn for that one, too. Guess I need to work on figuring out yardage. As long as I was buying yarn for those two, I decided to get what I needed for the third grandchild's afghan, even though it will be a while before he graduates. The way the economy looks, I may not be able to afford yarn in a couple of years! And I like to have something to work on in the evenings.
This is only about half of it, and I'm thinking that it should keep me busy and out of trouble for quite some time. Although at this stage of my life, getting into trouble seems like more work than it is worth! Guess I'll just stick to making stuff for the grandkids. That makes me happy.
God's Word for Saturday, 10/21/17
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