I folded more fabric this morning until I decided the remaining pieces could just rest on the bed until my next visit. I showered, packed everything into my car, and headed South to Kingston, OK. I did a little something different this time though.
I joined Audible.com quite some time ago. You have to buy one audible book a month. If you don't you get a credit, and your credits just keep adding up. I have a real hard time finding books I would even read because I won't listen to cursing, ugliness or sex trash. I had already gotten most of Joel Osteen's books and even his Mother's book and his Sister's book. I HAD to find some other kind of books to order or get out of the club.
One day after receiving the millionth email telling me I needed to use my credits, I went to the search bar. I put in "quilt books". The whole series of Elm Creek Quilt books came up. I saw the author of those books on a quilt show one time, and I meant to check into the books back then, but never did.
The audible books had very good reviews, so I decided to order several of them. I listened to one of the books while I was folding up all that fabric at first in my Kingston home. It was pretty good.
I had started listening to the second book called "The Lost Quilter" while folding up fabric in my Edmond home. I decided to figure out how to get it to play in my car BEFORE I STARTED DRIVING, and I was able to get it to play from Chapter 10 where I had left off. It is a heart wrenching story of a young slave girl who loved to sew and to make quilts. The most awful things happened to her and to other girls in the story. It was making me so sad because I'm sure things like that truly did happen and worse things. When I "read" a book, I get pictures in my head of what is being said in the book, and I imagine that I am the character. I could not imagine a human being living through such torture and humiliation. Some didn't.
Anyway, it made me very sad. I haven't finished the book yet, and I am hoping it has a happy ending SOMEHOW.
Hold on. I have a picture of Terry and Marty -- somewhere -- in front of their "new" boat:
Diana looks like a little girl next to him. I will meet him another time. SOON, I hope. Diana just texted me and told me that Marty built a ladder for the boat. He also polished the whole thing. It sparkles like a new dime. Jerry did the same thing when he bought it years ago.
I'm going back to work at our store tomorrow. Some of you may remember when Candi, my office manager, had back surgery over a year ago, and I had to go back. Well, the surgery was unsuccessful, and she is going back for another surgery. She has no idea how long she will be gone. I'm praying for good reports from start to finish!
Be back soon.