She'd sneak out at night and put her wine bottles in retired ministers' trash.
Awesome.
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She'd sneak out at night and put her wine bottles in retired ministers' trash.
Awesome.
My parents said that their town put in an 8 PM curfew for tonight -- no cars on the roads except for emergencies.
My great-aunt lived in a Methodist retirement home. The residents put their trash outside their doors at night for pickup. She'd sneak out at night and put her wine bottles in retired ministers' trash.
There's a scene in one of the Great Brain books where they get a teacher fired by putting empty liquor bottles in his trash.
get a teacher fired by putting empty liquor bottles in his trash
Not awesome.
I don't remember the whole story from the book. I think there was some reason the teacher really should have been fired, but they couldn't prove it, or something like that. It's been a long while since I read that book.
I'm going to place the order for the materials for this piece next, which I'm going to do for myself.
That is stunning, Kathy. On today's crawl through the craft stores, Hubby bought me a pair of magnifiers I can clip onto my glasses. The bifocals just weren't doing it for being able to do needlework and lace, but I feel so old for having to go with even more vision enhancement.
Hubby bought me a pair of magnifiers I can clip onto my glasses.
I did not know they had any such beast. I think I need me a pair. I would love to get back into crochet and cross-stitch, but my trifocals don't cut it.
Kathy, those are awesome pieces of stitching. I hope you take pictures of them when they are done.
I didn't realize Youtube could be as big a time-suck as TVTropes, but earlier this evening I went looking for a Darlene Love song off the Phil Spector Christmas album, and found links to Little Peggy March and Petula Clark and I blinked and it was an hour later.
bifocals just weren't doing it
My bifocals are so out of whack (I am way overdue for my eye doctor appointment) that I just look over the top of my glasses for all of my stitching. By now, I'm so used to it that I don't know what I'd do if I could actually see my stitching clearly!
After I do that deco piece, I'm going to do this one, again for myself.
ETA: I was going through my bag of patterns, and maybe after I do those two, I'll finally get around to this Mucha Sarah Bernhardt poster before I do the Frank Lloyd Wright piece and the MacIntosh one, which are both very architectural but will make nice wall hangings.
I don't remember the whole story from the book. I think there was some reason the teacher really should have been fired, but they couldn't prove it, or something like that. It's been a long while since I read that book.
No, they just didn't like him because he was very strict. His name was Mr. Standish. I have no idea why I remember that. Tom 'fessed up in the end, though.