I'm sewing a seat cushion for Dr. Van Cura's recliner tonight. Oh what a headache! I set the cushion and the fabric by the door of the bed and breakfast today so I wouldn't forget it. Guess what I did.

So at 9 Adrian and I made a desperate run out to Valley Mills to get it. Pam and Ken weren't home, and I couldn't see them coming home to find me breaking in. So we decided to drive about until they got back. We went to Crawford. Yes indeed. Home of George W. We waved.

Then they called and we picked it up. Hurrah! Now i'm trying to throw it together so I can go to bed. On a foreign sewing machine. What I woudln't give for my own bernina!