Mom got her swap quilt from Helen, in Oz. Naturally, I had to inspect it first. It came rolled up in a tube with all kinds of cool stamps.Now she is waiting on tenterhooks for Helen to receive the quilt she made. I can't wait for the stuff around here to stop moving. It's a little crazy. I like to watch what's going on, not hide under the bed. Mom says "almost finished, Millie" but then she moves something else. Every night another move. Nothing's moving today, though. Mom is hunting the ever-elusive Month End and that means she won't be home until very late.
Ayla and Iza and TBT suggested in yesterday's comments that bloggers leave instructions about the computer and their passwords in a secure spot if "the awful awful" happens. Mom has that taken care of already. She did it for the day hunting gig and says it took her a week and a half and ten pages.
Now that freaks me out!