FYI

A pigtail, my clueless friends, is the plug in for a dryer. It has three prongs  or four depending on the 220 outlet. I think it's called a pigtail pretty commonly. At least that's what every one I know calls it. Maybe it's an Idaho thing.

Rick did NOT have to go in for jury duty. Was he ever excited! He said, "Did you tell 'em thank you?" My naive, little spouse--it was only a machine, Rick. No real person left in the world any more.

I still have my cold. It's more in my chest now than my head. I think mucus in my chest is even more unpleasant. So hard to get OUT!! No, I'm too stubborn to go to a doctor. That would be admitting defeat--or intelligence--something like that.

A two-year old boy in a rural area in Arizona wandered out of his house barefoot, in only a diaper and dinosaur pj top a couple of days ago.( He looked a little like my Rooster a few years ago.) I always get so emotionally tied up when I see tragedy involving the kids. Some hikers saw little footprints and sadly the rescuers found his tiny body crumpled in the brush a mile from his house. He evidently followed the dog outside while the mom was sleeping and wandered for 3-4 miles around in circles. They said he must have suffered a lot because he was so young and had no shoes, etc. It's just heart-wrenching. I can't imagine how the parents must be grieving. I'm sorry to be dark and gloomy. It was just really upsetting. Such a horrible, horrible situation.

On a happier front--I am appliqueing forest animals--moose, squirrel, owl, bear and deer on a bumper pad for my newbie grandchild. I will post pictures when finished. It's time-consuming and tedious and not fun, but it will be cute. 

Carry on, friends. Is tomorrow really Friday? I can't believe how fast this week has gone.