today is 7 weeks post surgery.

made my 6th solo excursion: picking up Rx at drug store. (the only really viable reason I can now think of for leaving the house is ghost hunting. I am quite happy here in these 4 walls. I. am. good.) #1-5 were picking up Rx, dr. visit, buying milk at gas station for Zerelda, delivering Zak to Tracy, and the Swine Show at the Mercer County Fair. today drove down the bump bump road and over the railroad bridge, which is my favorite route...but my stomach is like, whoa, Nellie. let's not rush things. so came home through town. (sigh.) took pics of the vehicles we're gonna sell. Kevin already licensed Big Blue & transferred plates off my truck to new truck.

I'm reading

well, cause he lured me in with the name. and it is a very readable book. and it introduced me to the Boston Molasses Flood of 1919, which led to me buying another book. I am rockin' this stay-at-home gig.

did a massive hours long (2 pepsis and a water) sewing session till I broke the needle in machine. went through 4 bobbins of thread. and put together more denim/t-shirt blocks and sewed the majority together. have to replace needle and get back at it. need to make that baby onesie quilt for Zerelda, too. have a bag of stuff downstairs. that should be my next project...